The Current That Comes Streaming Down
The current comes streaming down
The road as I tread the steep.
In the past I used to frown
Upon this carver of ravines deep.
Today it's a trickling stream
But it's how ravines are born
To quell which takes many a team
Or to the sea chunks of earth are borne!
Water needs to run downhill;
And it does so beautifully.
Surely, no one can show ill will
To things that work so adorably!
Ours being a mount'nous land,
We must just counsel ourselves
And adopt a softer stand
With the ways in which nature behaves!
Am I charmed by this torrent
That is coursing down the road
And saying it's innocent
While it gnaws away at our abode?
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