Born from the showers,
Nurtured in the mountains high.
Falling from the stars,
Abandoned to the sky.
Chattering and babbling down i flow,
Escaping whether friend or foe.
Upon the thirsty earth i flow,
Quenching it mild and slow.
Keeping a promise made,
To an ancient friend.
I a stream,
The sea my dream.
O river! Multitudes of sapphire and jade,
Rushing and brimming along.
An eerie beauty you have made,
Does and daffodils all agog.
I a soul in your soul,
Gliding along a shoal.
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Bridal tears
PoésieA journey of a stream from its mountain fount to the sea. An odyssey which takes you through forests and into rivers along with the ever changing seasons. Join the waters as they flow ever so grand in poesy. The partition of the odyssey is based on...
