Wandering alone, I came across a stream,
wandering into the midst of a valley - misty green.

My friend, a parting
	- parting its banks, yet sowing them together as a seam.
My friend, departing
	- departing into the distance, then forgotten as a dream.

He cleanses my spirit with his cold-chill waters.
I lift his spirits with the warmth of my presence.

As lonely as we are, companions we are too.
"There's wonder in this bond I share with you
	- my lonely friend, the stream."