Thursday, February 19, 2009

The River

Flowing through the country,
down mountains,
across deserts,
carrying boats
Away

Sweeping down the banks,
the maid of the land;
keeping it clean.
Picking up dirt
and dust.

Winding
along
the world.

Where does it lead?
Where does it start?
Who put it there?
These questions,
have no direct answer.

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