By the stream side
entranced by the beauty
Healed and at peace
fully restored for a moment
I walk away
leaving the memory
And enter the world
of turmoil
Ensnared by the doing
forgetting to return
I become parched
wrinkled and sleepless
Thinking the stream
was far away
I decide to return
and begin the journey
To a place
That is never far
To my old friend
the stream of Life
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