The dipper it stands on
wetted rock
and startled
its silent flight
glides above beck flowing.
Perched on boulder
amidst rushing tumbling
mountain streams
its’ song rising and falling
above the cascading percussion
of water falling
its legs flexing and,
quivering wings of
the bob-bob bobbing
River King.
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