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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Poem 327: Rivers

Oh dancing river
sing to me
a song about belief
How do you know that you will reach
the ocean that you seek?

And what dear river 
do you know
of worry or complaint?
You throw all cares aside and travel
as you find a way.

Now simple current 
streaming close
I'll lean upon your strength
I'll gather up the words you say 
to hold them in my brain

For wisest river 
you are aged
far beyond your years
and listening to your song I'm sure
I'm stronger when you're near

So flowing friend
I'll rest by you
and listen to your song
Learning from your active faith 
Driven, I'll carry-on

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