Asked me why I love the river.

I've shivered in it's bank.

I have known a giving river.

I've seen it when it shrank.

I've slipped into a whirl pool

that brought me right back

to the same place I started

skiing on my back.

The river is the place

where I go for answers.

That much I know.

I find myself in it, my boat I row.

The Clinch is what makes this county

the Holston is what makes that state

you might think the mountains were first

I'm certain they came late.

Old mountains Appalachia

nooks unexplored every corner

the beauty of fire

the entropy of order.

Asked me why I love the river.

River laughed at the question.

I am the eternal abundant source she said.

I am the question and answer in one.