Quiet at the source <br />But rises with its each displacement, <br />As man does not, nor his family, <br />Reteaches its flow- <br />Everything is elsewhere, <br /> <br />Swings into shape its consciousness <br />On the swimmer's hip. <br />The angular desire of the stone <br />Turns the river's run <br />As it steams in the sun <br /> <br />Entire ocean to space, <br />Without dying disappears <br />To be born anew as rain, <br />Blessed from above <br />As the dance of eternal balance.<br /><br />yoonoos peerbocus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/river-22/
