The river bend is so like a road, flowing steadily across the land like a snake slithering.
Plants and people unite by the River Bend, with an orchestra of birds singing overhead.
Some birds are low like the bass, some are high like a flute.
Others are just tapping on the hollow tree trunks
as if they were drums and bongos, clashing with great might and fury.
Thin trees and buds sway to the music, filled with the beat. 
Everyone unites by the River Bend, enjoying the music and the dancers.
And that’s why I like the River Bend.