Trickle To Cascade
When winter’s icy hold, has started
to withdraw
And new life’s first emerging and
snow begins to thaw
And icicles start melting, forming
droplets as they go
To gather on the ground beneath
and slowly start to flow
Trickling gently down the hillside
with barely any sound
As they weave and wind and merge
making rivulets on the ground
Growing larger by the minute as they
quicken up the pace
Getting louder with their chattering
as they rush to win the race
Tumbling into streams that run
murmuring around the blocks
Babbling and burbling, coursing
swiftly over rocks
Gathering momentum as they hurry
along the course
Getting ever stronger, with more vigor
and more force
Now a raging river, both mighty
and so wide
Rushing to the ocean, to meet
her rising tide
Streaming over heights of a sheer
steep, rocky ledge
Thundering and a roaring as it topples
from the edge
Steaming and a spraying as it hits
a deep round pool
Crystal clear waters that are fresh
and clean and cool
Surging further on, as it reaches
to the sea
Gentle as an angel or as wild
and fully free
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