rivers

The Tiny Drop

A tiny drop,
Finds a seam.
Doesn’t stop,
Is now a stream.

The stream is steady,
A river grows.
Currents and eddies,
And banks over flowed.

A raging beast,
Gathering power,
Unleashed in the sea,
Then devoured.

Sun beats upon,
The waves below.
Clouds are spun,
As the zephyr blows.

A tiny drop,
Finds a seam.
Doesn’t stop,
Is now a stream.

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