Green River
And I watched the green river,
the ageless river
that does not have to justify its existence
but just flows,
and I called:
Green river,
speak to me.
Green river,
teach me
to turn obstacles
into song.
Green river,
sing to me, let
your many voices
take root
in my heart.
Copyright © Agnes Krampe | Year Posted 2018
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