The stillness of the river, beguiles me.

It seems to be waiting for me to out run it,

So slowly does it move,

Hardly breaking a reflection,

Or presenting a ripple to disturb its own peace.


And thereby keeps mine also. In a perfect harmony so lovely, it makes me uneasy.

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