Rapid rivers rushing by,
as I hear calling birds cry.
Soft grass caresses my feet,
rotating earth sings it's beat
Through the canopy are
pieces of light from afar
Touching the soul in its place,
putting a smile on my face.
Musical river play for me,
the sweetest melody.
I love your playful song.
My heart will gladly join along...

Poem and graphics by Diana Deck