Dragging all along beside him

Rocks and plants and animals alike.

A force raging down the moutain side.

His thunderous waves roar with life,

A breath of fire bringing strife.

The stream he rushes along the rim

The mountain side still strong he strikes.

He never heard her as she cried.

Her sturdy foundations carry the load,

Of his rivers that curse her hearts abode.

She’s stood tall with a seraph’s thrall

Building trees and hills and lives so bright.

A foundation all would come to confide.

Soft is her breath as she tends to these,

Avoiding their gaze and her own crisis.

The mountain she carries all

Cherishing the stream and his blight.

She always holds him to her chest with pride.

His rushing current destroying her time,

But together they work in paradigm.