Admired and looked up to by many time is their only foe
The legends do come and the legends do go
But the stream from the mountain by ditch and hedgerow
To the ocean bound river forever does flow
So fleeting our childhood and fleeting our prime
The human life span seems just a blink in time
The biological clock ever keeps ticking fast
The ageing walking slower one who used to walk fast
The famous like the non famous live their last night and day
They too born to die for that is Nature's way
Before we realize it our best days have gone
People like the Seasons come and go but Nature lives on
And Nature's mountain born stream with the tongue that is never still
To the distant river babbling down the hill.
Monday, November 1, 2010
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