Rivers & Tears

Crystal blue, trickling down the faces of Mountains,
stretching far beyond the surface,
Seeping through the pores of the earth it falls.

Once its journey begins does it change?
It moves and conquers new land,
It can be great or small,
extend deep into the heart or scathe its surface

Tell me, will it just dissapear with new lands and greater waters,
Or compltely from existence, from our minds.
Leaving behind drops of water,
also to be forgotten.