Change
Happens slowly
One drop, then two
Eventually hundreds, thousands
All coming down from the sky.
One hits a rock
Bounces off
Onto the ground
Wanders a little farther
And stops
Another follows
Then another
In a year, there will be
A small groove
Running through the ground
Filling with more water
When it rains.
A century passes
River taking shape
As every drop of water
Bends the land around it.
It takes time
For the river
To grow strong
Water rushes
Flows
Glides
Down the riverbend.
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