Mountain Stream
Listen to the stream hits the rocky bed
Competing the sound of insect spreads
The spring wind swings conifer trees
In the valley composed a soft melody
The sound of greenish tops hit by water
Up and down like the heart pulse meter
Refreshes a cool and clean surrounding
On the downhill sounds the whistling
Life of the stream couldn’t consider
Just moved on by the natural manner
Like a lonely man travels to somewhere
An upcoming event couldn’t be aware
Here and now displays a lovely scene
The heart beats delight in neat green
The future of the stream is uncertain
Actual happiness, here on the mountain
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