Rolling, flowing, freely filling,
Mighty rivers run downhill,
Capturing each dewdrop
They encounter on the way.
Seeking larger basins to
Deposit all their bounty;
Gravity, it seems,
The only law they must obey.
Greening all the lands that would
Lay bare without their favor;
Playful home to creatures
Who exits on fin and gill.
Planted near her mighty shoulders.
No great plan to undertake;
No duty to fulfill.
Lakes and rivers are the givers.
Mankind takes from rivers and lakes.
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