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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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