The Stream Walks

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The stream walks, talks,
rushes, gushes,
tumbles, mumbles,
curves, turves,
gargles, bargles,
pauses to see
an overhanging
branch.

And the stream
soothes and
smoothes the
stones that
yearn to
roll on and on
and see each and every
perch and nook
of this wild world,
circumrolling the globe
many times over,
just to make sure
everything was seen—
then finally resting on
a mountain peak
to gaze upon
the grand vista.

Copyright © 2020 Dave Williams. Included in my book, The Dancing Fish.

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