Walking By My River Sonnet.

By gentle waters where the willows weep,

I wandered slow, beneath the evening haze.

My River whispering secrets, low and deep,

As twilight wove its soft, enshrouding maze.

The moon, a silver sentinel on high,

Adorned the path with beams of tender light.

Reflections danced like stars within the sky,

A mirror to the soul in tranquil night.

Beneath the boughs, a quiet peace I found,

Where memories and dreams entwined with grace.

My River sang a song without a sound,

Its current's rhythm matched my heart’s own pace.

In nature's arms, I felt the world composed,

Where love, time and My River's flow reposed.