The River it Runs

The river it runs
fast on the rocks
fast on the shores
fast by the roots and branches and mud

The river it sits
flat and serene
silent and deep
pulling along, constant and powerful

The river it gives
plants and life
crabs and fish

The river it takes
storms, rages, and drowns

The river it runs

Always, it runs


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