Here

In the cool by the river, rest.

The soft hours

Remembering

 

Croon

Gentle songs. A lullaby floats

Its benediction on the alter ear,

So dream what dreams you may.

 

See, the little summer-driven boats

Are blooming with the rising moon

Like dark flowers

On this nyanzaic lay.

 

#RiverPoetry

 

 

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