River of the Spring!

Flowing through innumerable colours.

Pinging the soil with a nourishing zeal.

Embracing the shadows of the tall greens.

Slopping freely down the hills.

I wish I was the river of the spring!

Letting the passer-by find their imprint.

Housing the wild and the aquamarine.

Dishing waters out for the aerial and terrine.

Zooming and dancing off a high terrain.

I wish I was the river of the spring!

Greeting each train that passes across the bridge.

Moistening the land of sand and concrete.

Smiling at priests taking dip as an early morning retreat.

Singing with the vacationers riding on track collimate.

I wish I was the river of the spring!

Author's Note: This is the first verse composed by me.