Idleness is not a ploy
asserted by the river,
her banks, ever vital,
project confidence –
life’s continuum
Her waters, sturdy,
fluctuating, tame
the deepest emotions
I come to the river
hoping to imbibe,
to be intoxicated
in her presence
I come to the river
to be revived.
Rivers, a continuous flow of serenity yet powerful and determined in their forward movement.
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Yes – a healthy balance.
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A gloriously soothing poem V.J.
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Thanks Ivor.
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River’s have a way of doing just that!
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They do!
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And I love them for it!
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Me too!
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