The Sky pours down rain and sunshine; the Earth produces corn and grass.
Try to capture the moment the water pours on baby's head.
At the point where it makes its great bend the river Chinchipe pours into it from southern Ecuador.
She pours that tincture over a new jar of fresh lemon balm leaves.
As time goes on the situation becomes more and more dangerous; finally, a breach occurs, and the whole river pours over the country, carrying destruction and ruin with it.