The river sings
A voice rises above
Fairer than the water, rings
I know you well
For the river has told
All there is to tell
It sung of a maiden
Fair as the water’s song
Her heart heavy laden
Though she sang
Her song was sorrowed
In voice the sadness rang
No words were needed
The river knew
Her voice it heeded
She walked alone
Her gaiety was lost
River, her only home
She listened to the water
Telling a story
Calling her River Daughter
The river sang, through day and night
Sang for her, the only listener
She joined the song, through dark and light
She called to her lover
Come free me!
Called with song and river
Indeed and what a song - the perfect harmony. I love this poem - it was beautifully and elegantly written, Steve
it so nice to here the river sing....Thats when U know that it is piece and quiet and thats when I like listen to the river sing....nice rite....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A feeling drawn from the water, so inspirational, thankyou for sharing Love duncan X