The River Must Flow Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

From the lofty height
Of the mountains the
Slender string of water
Races downwards taking
All the rubbles in its tow;
It swells into a mighty river
And ahead it must flow.

It cuts the stones
Polishes the sides
Water the arid lands
In summer it shrinks and
In rain it rapidly grows;
To fall into a sea and get
Lost ahead it must flow.

It glazes in the light
Of the sun and tarries a
While at the lap of hills
To feed the land and
Makes its movement slow;
To make trade and commerce
Flourish the river should not
Stop and it must continuously flow.