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Secrets the river whispered to you revealed a gathering of fish that cloudy day
I wish the river would talk to me now that you’re flying with seabirds
Listening to the breeze, I strain to hear not your voice, for that would be torture
Enlightenment by river wisdom is now my hunger
Never shall I betray a river truth as you taught me to be still
Calmly, I must accept your departure to a place where even fish are free
Escorted, I imagine, by a red kayak floating beyond (where the river meets the sea).
About the Creator
Pamela Williams
“Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean. Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me.”
— Psalm 139:9–10, Contemporary English Version (CEV)
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