river islands recreate rivers / when the spring of water comes tumbling- / falling makes the waters breathe again / their first breath since raining.

the first trickle of a forest stream / is only alive when magicked into being- / perhaps it is the tall oak or mighty pine / that watches water, + knows the sound.

one drop, all stones know, can a river make- / but one stone can change the course / that it will take.

august 18 - ’03 / banff AB