Waters of morning
Dew droplets
As every step you take is watched
Morning sun has risen
Greatness in the trees illuminates the shadows of faint morning light
Looking towards the shadows
Moses of soaked proportions clings to the dew in the morning mist.
Way beneath frail rocks a calm moving water flows.
So clear the tiny salmon want to be seen.
Everything surrounding this environment is efficient.
So serene
My feelings are shared by no one but myself
Tranquil waters drag me under.
The water is so pleasant and frigid
I cannot help but not to move.
Just sweeping my body down the earth with it
Stream of beauty just took me for a ride
Where am I going?
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