The River

The river flows calmly.

Like a whispered song we all know.

It always finds its way. 

To the end, it flows.

Dancing beside is a girl.

Her heart lavished of love.

She moves to the song of the river.

only stopping to pose.

Passionately she moves.

Tossing flowers in the air.

With her heartbeat playing rhythm.

Her music is fair.

She finally sits to dream.

Still humming her song.

Her voice grows quieter.

Yet the music rings on.

To listen is to be strong.

Bringing light into others.

Steady as the river.

It carries us all.