Analysis of Pealing the river meadow

The river pealed away the trees in the meadow. Emerald pathways jeweled trees and grasses. The poet could but babel when she saw a single seraphim Lilly tailor off into a tiny pathway of its own landing on a warm sand bed. Birds flew from each side like angels darting across the branches of trees that reached like rose bushes all the way to the other side.
Houses of tree tops peaking around like a giants village hidden and sheltering.
Broken seashells teared off onto the tiny dunes like a babies sand castles.
The rarest mahogany rose reached into a sunlit cavern climbing the wall like a greying vein across the black shadow akin to a sleeping panda upon seal shaped roots
The river reached its situational peak and fell drifting its set stage into the sea of breathing waves.
A peer walked across the sea parting it like a mayfly's wings pasting the air and making it fly into a mystic ball of magnificent cloud.