What Any Nature Lover Knows (Cavatina) (In Answer To Archibald Macleish)

Water rushes on; brown, green or silver
as it breaks stone,
it caries particles as sand along
till it is gone,
filling everything that it covers,
has a loud tone
that thunders ominous where it does fall
but it allures, draws both people big and small.

[Reference: 'What Any Lover Learns' by Archibald MacLeish.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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