River stream glisten glow
Going somewhere with its flow
Coming through to sea
Like love is true
With its beat
And filling you
With its neat
River stream of the heart
Be sure of your part
So much comes and goes
In its many philosophy flows
What is ours shall not be
If we don't have a heart to see
Give me strength to see through
Time's oblivion inside renew
Coming here always to be
Like love is true
With its beat
And filling you
With its neat
Earth with its many seeds
To grow from its needs
So much to give or take
And love beautiful to wake
With its new growing blume
From spring's greenly womb
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