My errand

An errand I may run
One out in the hills
On the gentle slopes
at the brown summit cairn

Soft underfoot
my feet take me down
the incline
along the contour

I carry a treasure
a singular one
as I approach
the valley

Thick undergrowth
appears
seeming to slow
my progress

but between
the hills I continue
apace
as the growth thickens

A cave now appears
where the river
of life
springs eternal

It is my errand
to go forth
and into the cave
to the furthest I can go

To replenish
the river of life
The sun now shines bright
For my errand's complete