spinning and spitting,
the pleasing, magical, hypnotic song
that is a flowing creek.
Shallow flow amidst accommodating stones
brings the babbling chorus to life
and nature sings it’s laughter
Ranging shadows flit among trees,
earth and rock.
Reflections of flowing, dancing
water flirt with fallen logs
and precious few eyes take in the dance.
For they are Yours, all these,
Your limitless imagination
and endless delight
drinks in the undying beauty
of a broken but beautiful creation.
From meandering creek to
all flows to your glorious end.