The river flows its steady course,

Without a feeling of remorse,

It flows somewhere we don’t know,

Flooding to either reap or sow.

Mountains support the steady river,

They are the life string, the river’s life-giver,

Streams flow from mountains, wild at first,

Then join the steady river, quenching it’s thirst.

The rocks in the river steady its flow,

See the river’s life line, a sweet golden glow,

It is healthy, see, because of the rocks and the mountains,

Because of the banks and the golden sands.

One Response to “River”

  1. Your talent is incredible and it show sin this fine poem.

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