I know of place where the water rushes.
You can swim in the current as it gushes.
It once was a power dam to light up your home. But God shifted the rocks now it’s all gone.
It became a swim pad not far from the farm I slept as a child.
Would swim there daily till the sun’s light turned mild.
This place was called Old Pinawa Dam, but I called it O.P for how long who knows.
I still go there lots every year to walk in peace but now only splash my toes.