In the Heart of the River

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In the heart of the river, where waters flow deep,
Stories of ages in silence they keep.
Between stones and shadows, through currents unseen,
A whisper of life runs pure and serene.

It sings of the mountains, of rain and of snow,
Of journeys unending, of places to go.
The river remembers, the river forgives,
It carries the dreams of all that once lived.

It speaks without voices, it moves without sound,
Through forests and valleys, o'er ancient ground.
It cradles the moonlight in arms of the stream,
Reflecting the world as a shimmering dream.

In sunlight it sparkles, in moonlight it sighs,
A mirror of stars in the midnight skies.
It bends and it weaves through valley and glade,
A timeless dance that will never fade.

The fish glide like shadows, the leaves float like song,
The river keeps flowing, forever so strong.
Its heart beats in ripples, in rhythms so true,
A pulse of the earth in silver and blue.

When the storms come raging, when winds tear the skies,
The river still murmurs, it never denies.
It carries the sorrow, it carries the pain,
And cleanses the spirit again and again.

In the heart of the river, so wild yet so free,
Lies wisdom for those with hearts that can see.
A song of endurance, of hope ever new —
Flowing through time for me and for you.


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