The river is always changed
after the stone
has pierced her
still waters.
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The River and The Stone
Tag: River
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The River of Life
Today, the river of life is warm.
My goodness.
It’s all the lovely things.
xx
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The River of Dreams
There will always be a river,
waiting,
waiting for me.
And I will lay me down
on her sandy banks,
bathing in the softness of me,
dreaming all the dreams
of this heart-shaped life
of mine.
There will always be a river.
Waiting.
Waiting for me.
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When Life Was Beautiful
It’s the third day of Christmas.
And here I am
sitting under the shade of a barky tree,
listening to the river,
counting my blessings as they float on by.
What is this beautiful life?
What is this warm breeze
that gives me everything I never knew I needed?
This feeling soothes me.
And every time it finds me
it’s essence fills me more
and more
and more
like a drug that’s addicted to me.
Oh, how I crave it.
Oh, how I wish it would stay.
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