To the Stream Water

O stream water, why are you always in hurry and you run away all times
Have some rest and get a vacation

The path is too lengthy and full of impediments
Huge pine trees stand high to embrace the sky

Fragmented stones have turned much sharpened
The surface where you play the game

Moreover, it leads you to a zigzag way
Along with the banks, there are thorny bushes

Being in full swing they will ail you altogether
I, therefore, say-don’t move so faster

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