The river

Aa Harvey

The river.

 

 

In waves it flows and rages full;

In moonlight it slows and trickles still.

In sunshine it roars a tumultuous call.

The river flows throughout the seasons and throughout the hills.

 

 

Down in the valley, the water still runs;

At first just a drip, then a tidal wave.  Its source is unknown.

It echoes throughout the mountains as if fired from a gun;

Its voice tells the same story as it did long ago.

 

 

Its people swim freely, never knowing they are entrapped;

Beneath its surface, a civilization is formed.

It gives birth to life and also takes it back;

The river is still flowing…the sunshine is still warm.

 

 

The river was eternal, long before the age of man;

Who are we to change nature and build a dam?

Let the beaver’s beaver away and do as they must to be nourished.

Allow nature to do what is necessary and this world will flourish.

 

 

(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

 

  • Author: Aa Harvey (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2017 07:21
  • Category: Nature
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  • willyweed

    truth flows from your river of true nature! WW

    • Aa Harvey

      Thank you. Let's hope the words continue to flow.

      • willyweed

        judging from the past you will flow for a long time to come/ ww

      • Tony36

        Well written and expressed Great write

        • Aa Harvey

          Thank you. I'm happy to see that you liked the poem.

          • Tony36

            Welcome

          • Augustus

            All over the world Nature is messed with. Great write.



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