Rivers run swift with no pause or fear
Current carrying debris into the watery abyss
Sun rays shower diamonds towards shore
Moon beams illuminate sleeping beauty
Gliding wings feed on its generous bounty
Sustaining life to feet foraging the muddy banks
Gentle messages ripple across its skin
Racing winds churn the smooth surface
Ebbing tides expose treasured secrets
Ancient veins nourish each and all
Wise and old are the droplets that quench
A legacy of tender and fierce
Giver and taker of souls
Respect is commanded
…or suffer the consequence
Lovely poem, and wonderful photos, too. Yes, rivers are wonderful and amazing–and often taken for granted.
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