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Creative River
When high rocks
her way block
the river onward flows
to the left or to
the right she goes,
or gathering riverdrops
herself she pools
until she rises above
all barriers, all rules.
If further on
she was island-cleaved
she never for a
single second grieved
but plays one role
to the north bank
and another to the south
as she drives onward
to the delta mouth
Coming to a mountain cliff
she does not hesitate
but in faith outpours her all
creating a waterfall.
Once again
merrily on her way,
she laughs as
flowing over
sharp stones
she hold sway.
