Post by purplespirit on Apr 23, 2017 15:55:29 GMT -5
As a Brook it starts
The notice of a trickle between ice and rock
High up in the mountains where glaciers knock
Some moss and pale bluebells on short fragile stems
Rare special beauties that shine out like gems.
A bit further downhill the waters took a swell
Dancing over pebbles with a sweet murmur as well
Like a chamois the brook’s bouncing down the slope
To become a river perhaps is the little waters’ hope.
Louder and faster it’s arriving in the valley
A river now proud and considering a rally
Bank and bed with water-plants soft and green
Winding through pasture scenes with water so clean.
With waters increasing it’s aiming towards sea
From the beginning they have been so free
Not all life meanders like this green river’s charm
May the song of the river never stop by harm.
The notice of a trickle between ice and rock
High up in the mountains where glaciers knock
Some moss and pale bluebells on short fragile stems
Rare special beauties that shine out like gems.
A bit further downhill the waters took a swell
Dancing over pebbles with a sweet murmur as well
Like a chamois the brook’s bouncing down the slope
To become a river perhaps is the little waters’ hope.
Louder and faster it’s arriving in the valley
A river now proud and considering a rally
Bank and bed with water-plants soft and green
Winding through pasture scenes with water so clean.
With waters increasing it’s aiming towards sea
From the beginning they have been so free
Not all life meanders like this green river’s charm
May the song of the river never stop by harm.
and 
all
time for me 
echoes, hope you all are doing well 
