I clad myself in the ghostly wears
And trickle down the stream

My tears, they drive it down and down
They feed the river's dream

To one day fall-in, drip by drop
Into a stagnant gleam

And so, I bid the stream, "Adeau,"
To greet the pond as Queen

Whee.

That was completely random.

Made no sense, did it?

I just felt the urge to write about the forest stream...XD;