How bright is daylight?

How bright is daylight?
How dark is the night?
Which is softer, the shadow that crosses the plains
Or the grasses that bend down softly
Just to kiss the ground in the rain?

How sweet is the bending willow who touches a stream with her lips
While water giggles as she slips pass the kiss wandering her way

Downstream gazing at the sunlight through the wings of a butterfly

Touching infinity.

How sweet it is knowing they are waving at me as I go by
Said The Stream
How sweet it is seeing her dance with the sky while

The Sky gives me the thumbs-up just for watching.

A soldier's tattered sleeve dipping into The Stream
Leaves a bloody stain on my satin bedsheet
Like the leaves of autumn who followed my dreams determined
But never quite made it out to sea....

Does The Sky bleed too?

How beautiful it is to dance with The Nymph and The Trout
Though she disappears in the twinkling of an eye
Leaving him dangling there in mid-air empty-handed

Yet he jumped back into me only to follow his own dream upstream.

But, hey, he came back to me, didn't he?
Who cares what direction he decided to take.
I saw it all happen, said The River as I
Climbed up on the bank, shook my tail
And got back to chewing through bark from The Cottonwood Tree
Like I do every day
Thinking it doesn't get any better than this, does it?