Rivers of Crystal

Crystal rivers creep into being,

a transformation that speaks

of pressures intensely pressing

the world of mountain peaks.

 

I see its glittering beauty,

delicate and so, so small.

I need only to look out and see

to lose myself in the shape of its crawl.

 

This moment in time passes

as the heat mounts over the mountain tops,

and so great is it that the masses

of crystal rivers melt in water drops.

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