Unseen flows the stream
hidden in depths of silence, meek,
so far far down, buried deep
neath layers and layers of sleep;
its gurgle, its sparkle shaded
for years on years, it quietly creeps
down darkened pathways, unique
in aloneness, over mountains steep-
in search of light, in search of life
yearning to bloom, to over reach
its bonds, take a daring leap
across worlds, to attain its peak..
etrenal its flow, it does not know
what destiny stores, on it goes
merry or sad, its waters ride
full of life from shore to shore.
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