The Stream

February 5, 2014

Silently is slithers like a snake stalking prey

Sss, sss, sss

Gradually it gathers momentum and speed

Hiss, hiss, hiss

Soon it's a storm of stream water and mist

Like a stag on a sprint

Clip clop, clip clop, clip clop

Suddenly it hastens and strides ever faster

Monstrous, mountainous

Roar, roar, roar

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