118. April 28th
The river flows on never stopping,
It burbles and ripples over the smooth rocks.
It accelerates down stream increasing its power,
Power to kill a careless man.
In the middle between the two banks,
Concentric ripples start to form,
They grow both in size and in number,
What is it watchers ask in wonder.
The river hides the great beast in its depths,
Yet now it busts forth from the water.
Shattering the water like fragile glass,
Unleashing itself into the world.