Mountain Streams
The cold of mountain streams so high above
That take the breath when plunged into the deep
And numb the feelings like the sweat of love
Like standing on the edge of chasms deep
And as the streams converge in mutual force
The pow'r of each is multiplied so much
That nothing can deter their fated course
As intertwined they revel in the touch
Of sunlight oft reflected in the drops
And restful sounds of water running by
The motion deep within will never stop
Accompanied by this natures symphony
There is no fairer place than this to dream
Such watery heaven is found inside the stream
The cold of mountain streams so high above
That take the breath when plunged into the deep
And numb the feelings like the sweat of love
Like standing on the edge of chasms deep
And as the streams converge in mutual force
The pow'r of each is multiplied so much
That nothing can deter their fated course
As intertwined they revel in the touch
Of sunlight oft reflected in the drops
And restful sounds of water running by
The motion deep within will never stop
Accompanied by this natures symphony
There is no fairer place than this to dream
Such watery heaven is found inside the stream
© Paul Knox 2006