Mountain Stream

Quickly runs the mountain stream,
Glides so fast and carves so deep.
Meander through the mountain seams,
Over leaves then down it seeps.

Rippling forward, tumbling free,
Shakes and shimmers colored leaves.
Flowing rapid, clean and clear,
Slakes the thirst of forest deer.

Thick-trunk oaks it goes around,
And makes a gurgling pleasing sound.
Water gentle, soft and swift,
Carves a wooded mountain rift.

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