Come let’s sit by the riverside
On twin stone seats placed
By nature for our behinds

The troublesome winds roughly
ruffles the trees the trees whisper
in pain to the birds the birds reply
with song to soothe their ears
On the wind’s back the birds
later will ride but the trees
in their clutches still will
be a haven for its nest
Toss across the river’s wrinkled
face a polished pebble and watch
the gyres growing on each spot it
bounces even long after it sinks
How long will our ripples last
when our pebbles lie under?
Will it be strong enough to
change the course of this
ever flowing river?

The East throws up the rising sun
And the West swallows it whole
And thus another day is gone

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