Voice of the River

Voice Of The River “O voluptuous maiden why do you bring your tears to the side of my flowing waters? I have enough water to fill the valley.” “O river,” replied the Maiden, “I have been duped by a masquerading heart of Love, even as we lay on your grassy banks my pure heart was taken without warning. My heart soared as the birds, while words he whispered from tender lips were of promises and dreams.” “So why do you cry my maiden?” “Why are the tears so full of sorrow?” "I gave my love freely with no wants for myself, now love is gone, and I want to silently flow in your waters.” But the river was wiser and knew that its waters flow was unending., though there were places it flowed shallow, and schemes where it is deep. “I say to you my Maiden, I tell you from wisdom , my waters are like your love, it flows both shallow and deep, with twists and turns, over rocks, along the banks,and over the falls. I will flow continuously not knowing from where I originate very much like your Love; and without end.”