Listen closely, as the water speaks

Its aura of magic, a sweet mystique

For communing with nature, simple, carefree

In a babbling brook that’s beside the old tree

On a small bridge of twigs, set upon stone

This beautiful sight that sets the right tone

Soothing the body, relaxing the mind

Leaving my yesterday’s far, far behind

 

 

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