The green grass by the river

There is nothing, yet there is vastness around.

Far and wide you stretch,

Meandering through the rough corners.

Making your own way as you go along,

You change form but you do not cease to exist.

You are a story of strength and valor that no one sees or reads,

There is a calmness in you that brings me alive.

Iridescence is thy other name,
There is music, there are books, there is you and there is life.

I wish each day was here by your side.
I wish I lay there by the river with the mountain behind me each day, every day.