The Brook

I flew to the clear skies that day…
Right through the clouds, into the mist
And saw the views atop the mounts
The dark green ferns and peaks sun-kissed…

I saw the snow, I saw the fall
Just when I thought id seen it all
I saw her dancing with the wind
I saw her smile, I saw her sing…

She stepped, she leapt
She twirled, she swirled
She laughed; her veil flew in the wind
And to hold it back, she turned, she swinged

I saw her shining,
Amidst the snows
There in the wild
There in the snows…

Her nimble feet,
On the silent rocks
Went step by step
Went block by block

I stopped to see, I stopped to feel
I stopped that day
For this world so real…
I held my breath, I paused to think
How I had missed this beauteous link
I saw that day n u too should…
That tiny stream; It felt so good…