The world to a poet

Rivera

I stand on the top of a colossal mountain.
Beneath a murky cloud.
A drop of elixir from the incessant sky.
An overwhelming deluge to the ground.

So I scuttled down the rugged terrain,
Through the boundless forest .
There I saw the raging rapids.
Their magnanimous billowing,a pearly pallid.

I came across a genteel stream,
A trifling petty bayou.
Many merged, they all unite.
It's glamour so snowy, so white
An immense cascading river.

I stand at the apex of a cliff.
The river fading away.
The beautiful blue,a waterfall
In for the final sway.

I stare into the exquisite verse,
Peeking through its eyes,I understand.
We both the vessels of the same will,
The essence, the spirit of the universe.
The vast seas, the limitless oceans,
Me, you.... Our set of notions,
All so different, yet same
We are ephemeral, they are eternal.
It is given