from a hill <br />you go down the plain <br />you pass by the river <br />and take your time <br />feeling the water by your hands <br />and sitting on a rock beside the bank <br />you let fall your feet <br />just feeling the water <br />pass by your soles <br /> <br />the coldness of repetition <br />the monotony of its sound <br />you hear all these <br />and feel <br />every moment of your life <br /> <br />there is no complaint at all <br />it is <br />and will always be <br />so refreshing and so beautiful!<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/repetitions/
