The Path Of Love In Nature Poem by Rodrig Andrisan

I've falled in love with you 4 to 5 billion years ago,
when you were a doll made of loess, and I was an organ of wind.
You confessed me then that you wanted to be a cave,
and I a hot geyser, permanently flooding you.
We loved each other for a while, without even knowing,
until that I was turned into a mountain creek,
and you grew up a shy edelweiss,
exactly where I had spring.
How are you?
When you flourish again?
Why you do not let me to unfold your petals as before?
Come on, pretend that you are a lady hawk - I know you can -
and come with me in the gorge!
Loose wide your wings
and satisfy your multimillenary thirst,
drinking from me...