Some say there are snakes
But all I see are butterflies and beautiful birds feeding their families
The quiet is never silence as life buzzes by and around
The cool water lapping past, mud underfoot, cleansing natural asset of this place,
Travelling without moving, all sides green, alive and growing, bonded by this flow
Cars cross in the distance and women wash clothes nearby, neither in a hurry
Long journeys in the embrace of the midday sun, the cool breeze off the water and the watchful patient trees
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