Formed by drops of water,
widens and deepens as I rubs and scours,
eating and borings my way through the landscape,
meandering with hardly any visible movement,
flow freely, coursing my way through the mountains
and ploughing a valley of my own.
I cut runs over rocks, no forcing and no holding back
wind through the landscapes like strips of matte and glossy ribbon
plunged down in a long waterfall,
plash into several rocky pools on my way to the sea,
create a place to sit and think of romance and the beauty of nature
follow me and you will find the sea.