12/22/2023

Our Rivers

Flowing through the land Carrying life and hope River, you are a gift You nourish the soil You quench the thirst River, you are a source You reflect the sun You sparkle in the moon River, you are a beauty You shape the rocks You carve the valleys River, you are a force You join the sea You cycle again River, you are a wonder This river, this concrete river, Becomes a steaming, bubbling Snake of water, pouring over Nightmares of wakefulness; Pouring out a rush of birds; A flow of clear liquid On a cloudless day.

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