The Mysterious Stream



Slowing to a crawl now,

The stream wanders in a different mode,

Than when started at the top of the mountain.


Days of racing and driving through the land,

Splitting fences and boundaries as I flew,

Are over.


Today a more peaceful, reflective pace,

As I saunter through the trees.


Yet, still wanting to change the landscape.


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