Rivers and Lakes

Rolling, flowing, freely filling,

Mighty rivers run downhill,

Capturing each dewdrop

They encounter on the way.

Seeking larger basins to

Deposit all their bounty;

Gravity, it seems,

The only law they must obey.

 

Greening all the lands that would

Lay bare without their favor;

Playful home to creatures

Who exits on fin and gill.

Bountiful the harvest

Planted near her mighty shoulders.

No great plan to undertake;

No duty to fulfill.

 

Lakes and rivers are the givers.

Mankind takes from rivers and lakes.