RIVER RUNS DOWN
For these fine three miles
River runs down to join Life
Deepest in it's bones
No River has blood
Still you see the sinews tight
Against these great rocks
Fight for wild, for free
For the chance to be alive
With the Animals
Carry me with you
Ophelia, still, alive
Bent on gliding home
Child of River Life
In love with each River's Song
River Rats Sing, too
Bring the boulders home
Bring home the trees, roots and all
Bring them to this sea
At mouths of each sea
Rivers are singing of land
Places they have been
When I am well gone
My ashes go to River
River will do well....
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