A river wild a raging,
The sun high and blazing,
Watching the fierce water without falter,
Carving a path through rock and soil,
Running to the sea,
Roaring with glee,
Leaping into her welcome arms,
Safe from all harm,
Diving into the deep,
So many secrets to reap,
Rising to the clouds,
Watching the crowds,
Falling to the ground,
And returning sea bound.
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Author:
Spitfire (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The similaritys to creativity and rivers are rather striking
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