Here the rippling water wanders between two banks of grassy green. Crisp and cold and sparkling brightly, alludes to wonders unforseen.
Time worn stones, smooth and glassy, streaks of silvery fishes run.
Water walkers striding freely, their reflections peering at the sun. On the bank two lovers kissing on a blanket soft and clean. Time stands still but not forgotten, beside the ever-changing stream. A dream not quite remembered and never shared. A feeling that something is gone, never to be reclaimed.