Caves and canyons
Stark prison walls
Swirl and hurl you
From white cascading falls.
Across the plain
Sweep your course
River roll
Follow your star.

There's a city
There's a bridge.
Ships and barges
Dark rusty hearts
Feed cranes along your banks.
Waste and poison
Cloy where once men drank.
Forget the pain
From rain to rain
Journey's end
Is surely not far . . . . . .