All Around : the Journey of a River
From the dark hole I rose
Off the rocks I was bound
Falling along with the edges
To find hills all around
I got up to the slope
Rising and falling to the ground
Splashing along with the edges
To find trees all around
I was soon on a smooth fall
Down the high mount
Cutting its strong edges
To find the valley huts all around
I finally took for the ocean
My ears of a whooshing sound
Trampling over the stone edges
To find my mother all around.
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