Much ado is all I see

(although my roots were deep)

In fact it is surrounding me

The seething crowd intrudes all day

(I sank in hillsides deep)

Until I'm finally swept away



Although I thought my roots were deep

(the rivers that erode)

I sank them into hillsides steep

And riverbanks that soon erode

(and canyons overflow)

And canyons that have overflowed