Secret River

March 27, 2010
Their is a secret river
Beyond any forest or grove
It hides, wherever and whenever needed
It flows utterly silent
Within it are only the smoothest stones
And the softest greenery
It is clearer then the air itself
And 50 times as pure
It flows in any direction needed
At the slowest speeds
Past snowcapped mountains
And sunlit fields
Through the calmest forest
And the lightest rain
Past gentle music
And countless emotions
Coming wherever and whenever needed

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