The Blue Dream River Poem by Dhaval Rathod

The Blue Dream River had forgotten to flow,
No direction and pace, neither fast nor slow,
Once high spirits had slipped down very low,
And once gleaming water had lost its glow.

The Blue White Ocean was among the believers,
But it had been rejected by all the flowing rivers,
Lonely, clueless and sad it suffered all the fevers,
Helpless, unable to give, was the king of the givers.

The Love Bird came and on The Ocean's surface it played,
Carried water in its wings and on The River it sprayed,
The River came to life and began to flow in a new way,
Hopeful, eager, it moved on without a moment's delay.

The Ocean called The Love Bird and asked with a shiver,
Would you please, for me, guide the lovely flowing River?
The Bird was very noble and was well known to deliver,
Its magic worked wonders on the newly glowing River.

The waters everywhere now had purposeful motions,
As both the divine souls overflowed with emotions,
With absolute commitment and utmost devotion,
The Blue Dream River married The Blue White Ocean.