The water rushes in one direction, the land in another, a band of darkness tumbling and rolling against a band of light.

When the wicket gates open, water rushes in, turning turbines that generate electricity.

Water rushes in to fill the void — and so creates a huge wave.

Beneath the brass, however, water rushes, tumbling from the four sides in huge waterfalls, into the reflecting pool.

And the water rushes round and descends into the earth just as if one were pouring it through a filter funnel.