From the icy summit
Of the mountain high
It begins to trickle,
Toward its destiny,
Trickle becomes
rivulet
Rivulet into stream
Gathering momentum
Descending quickly
Its method brilliant
In its simplicity
Following the path
Of least resistance
On its purposeful
descent
Growing ever stronger
In the great race
To its destination
Influenced by gravity
As it powers on
Ever deeper, ever
wider
Ever more rapidly
To form great rivers
Heading for their
destiny
Which is fulfilled
When reaching the open
sea
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