Mountain To Valley's
It is a living thing
And life-giving.
This water, a time echoes
First raised from seed.
Greenly rustled up to
A bowed world through.
Of each herbivorous thirst.
Goat's; bison's; deer's.
Manoeuvres to the end
Boulder, sharp bend;
As any irrepressive
Force for good can.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2022
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