Rising and falling

January 4, 2011
The water rushes,
in a stream,
silently brushing the roots.

The tree grows high,
a mighty tower,
above the small.

The rays of sun, glint off the leaves,
green with the spring.

The stream tinkles,
silently watching the world change,
growing bigger and smaller,
as the world spins.

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