River and the tree

Flowing peacefully and maintaining

it’s smooth pace,

Never does the river stop to greet

Only during fall, it trials down lightly,

Moving in a slow pace it notices the tree.

The one and only who waits for her every year,

The tree can do nothing but watch her flow,

He is patient, he knows her route

recounting each story –

The memories of storms and rolling rocks,

she collects through the year,

As the dry winter passes away,

Her undercurrents get fiercer

The river turns unstable again,

But the tree manages to stay there for her.

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