the entire -eco- that dwells further below

stationed dutifully underneath warm, elbowing rapids
these pebbles gather tribal steam each dawn as they start to
vibrate with a frequency that has till now been widely despised
while the atmospheric sands soothe their weathered surfaces;
these wasted pawns - in aero-dynamic tow by a trecherous flow - are
each unwavering in passionate attention to a consciousness that is
constructed out of dreams that have grown to be as wide
as the narrowest of river banks - look here: where rescuing
hooks are maligned to be uncanny beckoning bait. Oh!
such deplorable cautiousness i say, since pebbles are
not necessarily amphibious; nor do they naturally sustain
on the persistence of fluid bombardment from the flanks -
still, as they nestle foetus-style into the turbulence, you'd notice
more unwitting sands bristling off them and these particular
particles will eventually be set off to polish homogenically,
fellow kindred ashore. by now, you'd realize the workings
of such an overall economy that keeps those downstream
evergreen so that they can each concentrate on firmly
erecting (while remaining wholeheartedly still) a stoic
commitment to prolong the entire -eco- that dwells
further below