A River Poem

A river is something mystical. You can follow it, you can try to stop it, but you will never understand it’s song until you start to listen with your heart.


by Gregor

Always forward run river, river run!

Under sun and moon, moon and sun.

I cannot see from where you come

but I can that you’ll come to the sea.

From misty mountains towards me

For me you’ll always be a mystery.

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