water-valley

Deep in the valley,
where sand turns to stone,
There is a narrow stream,
that has fought to be known.
It cut through the rock,
after brisk winter’s thaw.
Forging its way-
against nature’s law.

And after it’s slept,
the still forest shall wake,
Alive with its creatures:
Bear, Bird, and Snake.
They will break from the trees,
and valley they’ll hike.
At stream they shall meet-
all critters alike.

Wild lowland had fought, 
but the stream had raged on. 
Determined to nourish, 
the stone had withdrawn.
The deep valley- in brief, 
its judgement did skew,
For one doesn’t know, 
when new things should ensue.

—  Lessons from Nature, 2015.