Waterfall Through the Valley

Winding river, mossy stones,

The water flows right by,

For through the brush and mossy logs,

The valley's never dry,

For saturated is the ground,

The waterfalls rush through,

The rushing river rapids,

Know exactly what to do,

For take their cue from logs and stones,

They certainly do not,

They flow with grace and wonder,

While the sidelines rust and rot,

For waterfalls keep flowing,

Doesn't matter who agrees,

The clashing of the cymbals,

Cannot hear the harmonies.

-Pamela Storch