The River

The river runs from the mountain tops
and flows into the great blue sea.
Crystal clear waters that embodies its life
are buried beneath a salty shield.

Paths were taken under brilliant sunshine
glittering for the world to see.
Evergreens from top to bottom
give praise for its nourishing beauty.

The nature of its touch washes away
all dirt from head to feet.
To inhale its fragrance any time of the day
so pure and unbelievably sweet.

Drops of sensual water provided
turn all hearts form harden clay.
One sip from this heavenly wonder
leaves unhappy times far away.

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