I started life,a shallow trickle,
Rising from this scorched earth.
Vines,fig and Olive trees nestle beside me.
You stand feet displayed in my warm sun -drenched water.
"What bliss," I hear you murmur.
Above my earthen banks,remains of a past water - mill wheel.
I bubble past,carving my way through limestone rock,
Little plunge pools,fish - stocked,press my path,
Like dimples on a human face.
Down,over self - made waterfalls I plunge, foaming at my mouth,
I look such an inviting blue!
Down to the cavern I flow, Then away, passing stalagmites and stalactites,
I soon lose my warmth and no human form.
I'm much bigger now.Thank you.
Carving my way past hill -fort towns,
Whose Churches ring a single chime,
And hoards of tourists,coach.
I'm told,I even keep two countries apart,who were once one.
I pass silently,so not to evoke trouble!
I feed the populations who stretch my sides,
Proud I am!
I'm now tidal,they say.
Webbed -feet paddle,I've got stubble!
Help!I'm losing myself,I'm rumbling out!
I taste all salty,I've lost my famed purity.
Still,it's been fun,I've carved a crack,
I'm still a "bum",in Mother Earth!