Quatrain #164 - The Rivers Of The World.... - Poem by George Krokos
The rivers of the world all tend to flow toward the sea
and the love of the lover with the beloved longs to be.
In merging and uniting the sense of separateness disappears
and that feeling of oneness experienced removes all our fears.
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