The mountain flows
With the melted water of the thawing snow
Running downwards in torrents
The sound is a roar I’ve never known
As it heads down to nourish everything that is below
What was once ice and snow now flows
Under the warm sun’s glow
And nourishes all life it touches see
And that how and what your are to me
A flood of the most amazing thing washing over me
You are the powerful river Alnd the tranquil spring
To me you are everything.
fauxcroft 
Leave a comment