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can you here the stream beyond the thick, wild vines and thistles?
it bleeds every fear and hope
every tear and sigh
the stream reflects life in all aspects
the sudden rush of understanding
we are not alone
the unseen river of destiny lays claim to tomorrows
but it finds it's source in elfish brooks and gathering puddles
and the white flag flaps clumbsily in the breeze
the wind is unpredictable
but the stream flows night and day 
the stream seductive and somedays morose
slips through the stones 
and the stream does not sleep 
it carries all the cargo of understanding 
to a long forgotten bay.