life-blooded water tumbles
polishing boulders with aeons
buoyant with rich mountain air
swimming with mother’s finest soil
all drawn from the summit’s height
by the gravity of a patient ocean
as it travels its time-worn path –
the river sings and it dances
carving canyons into being
shaping the very face
of the last wilderness
with its undying love for home
Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 12:38 AM UTC
life-blooded water tumbles
polishing boulders with aeons
buoyant with rich mountain air
swimming with mother’s finest soil
all drawn from the summit’s height
by the gravity of a patient ocean
as it travels its time-worn path –
the river sings and it dances
carving canyons into being
shaping the very face
of the last wilderness
with its undying love for home
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