I am a river
in search for your secret sources.
I have slid from your hills
to walk along this vale
with smell of wet ground
to continue into the gloom
of your forest of desire.
It has been a passage winding obstacles
polishing stones
jumping cascades
overflowing of my margins
and now I have come to the rim
of your lake of sceneries of passions
to give you my wealth
this liquid of life that it maddens
of love and memories.
I discover captivated my end
where I will remember we are one.
