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The Secret of the Rivers Tale

A starlit sky brightened the night With a northern wind blowing Hear the rushing ripples flowing? It awakened the glowing eve light. At last the river tale unfolds its secrecy Why do the waters thrill the seeker? Risking whatever might seem bleaker. You see a quest is the greatest mystery. All ventures who dare the waterway Travel only by moonlight skies Those sailors are known to be high So set forth all mighty and don’t delay. Two vessels took about with ease Only the sailor’s cries were saluted Everything else sounded muted Just two ships sailing in the breeze. Ever faster churned the water waves And those swells seemed to get crude Alas the sailboats lost the rivers feud Sadly there was nothing left to save. Far off the sailor’s grieved there way Both boats were lost by the brooks squall The rivers tale cried a song to all And dark shades covered the pathway. Remember those who cross by night Only the dark skies light the means Whatever else can barely be seen? Onward is all that appears to be right.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/12/2009 4:28:00 PM
A compelling and captivating poem, Monica! The story of the lost boats is an awesome analogy for lost souls. Thank you for sharing, Carolyn
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