Bubbling, babbling of the rivers'
whilst coursing downstream
as I saunter through my daydream;
the river flowing resembles a trickster's
laughter as upon April's significance.
Less I forget, this sweet sound -
joined by the clashing upon the rocks profound,
combined with the harmonious
symphony - adding to it - is a soft singing breeze
standing still, as though all movement is at a freeze.
Such tranquility is magnificently stupendous.
Such peace, such encompassing relaxation
truly is enlightening - waited in high-anticipation
throughout my eternal lifetime cycle
hoping my kin can recycle
without any ponder.
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