Slivering over mossy rocks running through its winding course
Intermittently grasping hold of weakened branches enforced
Laughter boiling up in a gurgle of giggling voices
Veering left, then right, inviting the leaves toward choices.
Evergreen needles whispering acoustics softly in the breeze
Recreating the harmony of the twilight; icing up in puddles to freeze~

Rejoining the Great Salmon after the tight beaver's dam
Into a quiet lake that pools beside the white foam to stand
Very still; as the river with the moon lighting its way,
Enters the fourth dimension of time to dramatically display
Reason and rhyme of the rhapsody of water at play ...