River
Trickling over rocks, seemingly carefree
Smooth and tranquil with bursts of energy
Crooning along, a broken tune it mends
Not harp, not flute, not one dares reprehend
The water surges, as the breeze chimes in
This symphony has a battle to win
A bird's soprano solo is conveyed
Portraying an image never to fade
Flawless vision of ev'ry earthly hue
The sky is full: Vibrant yellow and blue
Reach down and feel, the supple soft ground
The earth to which you are fleetingly bound
Inhale the pleasant intoxication
Let yourself sway without hesitation
by Miss Kayy
