Yon raging, rolling river

Around the rugged rock it ran, yon raging, rolling river..mightily, meandering down the icy mountainside, such a sensational sight of shuddering shiver..never giving up the ghost on it’s journey to the salty sea, a cascading cloudburst, forever flowing fast and free

Whizzing thru those rapids, whisking around the bend, galloping like a greyhound, fiercly fighting till the bitter end, gathering gusto on descent, speedily slithering like a snake, leaving a trail of debris and devastation on it’s wake..but Oh what a wonderful waterfall awaits as it runnels past the craggy creek, thundering though it’s turmoil of tempest down the valley of oblique

Carry on you crooked, crazy watercourse sluicing spillages of stream, never ceasing till you reach your final destination.. on yonder nightmare of a dream..nothing shall ever stop your speediness whilst Mother Nature wills your command, your fate and driven destiny is written on her heavy hand.. go forth Oh righteous rivulet, with your strength of force so frightening, looking like a scarey scene from a sudden bolt of streak lightning