The rock disrupting your flow, engulfed, you are fantasy, are water slowly eroding my firmness

Initiating a new mold, I morph into clay becoming all shapes you long for

Emerging into a garden on a mountain

Nourished by your body of water, I'm the prominience you're meandering upon, catering for your exaltion

Overflowing as you cascade; draping your water over me

Allowing me to carry you to different panels as you stream, presuming your will is to outpour

Your purity though, unable to wash over my rigid nature

May taint your water, could be why your  destination is the sea

As undivuldged as it is, your depth & its confines see's my nature as a passerby
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