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The Uninterrupted Flow


The river bends 
 flows with a chatter
 the hyacinths float
 while the fish swim
 in glee.

The cranes dive in
 bury their long necks
enabling the beaks 
to pick  the fat worms 
and  gleaming fish.

The frogs down there 
croak and cry  unpleasantly
 hopping up and down
the tadpoles following 
 in a queue.

There comes the fisherman
 carrying  a long hook 
  and a close knit net
 throws them to catch 
the sparkling ones.

The river flows along
unperturbed by the bustle 
streams  steadily making 
beautiful turns and twists
a sight to adore.