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The River


The River

I see the river flowing and realise my unworthiness, flesh on bones sleeping soul.

And O how it is gushing forth, white yellow earth and water foaming, growing.

I awaken, every part of me inhales the rivers force.

With exuberance I yell

I am alive.

The river flows, the wind blows.

Upturned earth and tousled hair, live breathing sensation.

I am alive.

What joy.

I am alive.

A miracle of creation

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