Water races beyond the blue
emptying from flooded cloud buckets
pouring into hills, once new.
The untouched ground astounded anew
finding this performance a beautiful sight
of water racing beyond the blue.
Comes again, that rainy view
tearing ways for personal navigation
pouring into hills, once new.
Tears falling to pursue
gravity’s lustful attraction
so water races beyond the blue.
An overpowering river-way avenue
stole this knoll’s virginity
after water raced beyond the blue
pouring into hills, once new.
This is a Villanelle style poem