Down In The River


The Moon sparkles
While the Sun radiates
Sunshine onto the other side
On this big and wide Earth
Where the grass is always greener
If the curious are looking over,
But the workers go down
Down in the river,
Engulfing the power of prayer
From dying day to day…
Now, even if that Sun or Moon is to be stopped,
There’s spotted the Holy workers
Down in the river,
Drowning the sorrows

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