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It rises in the mountains;
Continually in motion
It flows towards the sea
Obeying the call of the ocean.
Steep cliffs are no constraint;
It flings itself over chasms
In scenic cascades and falls
Plunging into rainbows
To lie deep in pools below.
It snakes across the valleys,
Carves its path in stone
And races ‘cross rocky outcrops,
The water white with foam.
It bubbles over pebbles,
And gushes through the rushes,
It laps on sandy shores,
Its course, its flood, its flow
Sprays the land adjoining
To allow the crops to grow.
~
©DGA 13 February 2012 11:44
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13/02/2012 at 3:11 pm
That is so evocative and beautiful, Denise.
I really enjoyed it.
Thank you
John
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13/02/2012 at 3:41 pm
I am so glad you did, John. Thank you, my friend. 😀
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13/02/2012 at 3:23 pm
Beautiful tribute to the power and majesty of a life-giving element.
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13/02/2012 at 3:43 pm
Rivers always make me think of blood vessels taking nourishment to all the parts of the body. Thank you Hook. 🙂
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13/02/2012 at 6:17 pm
A flowing river is like hope, it brings life to everything it touches…
Blessings – Maxi
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14/02/2012 at 9:11 am
So very true, Maxi! 🙂
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13/02/2012 at 6:52 pm
Wonderful river thoughts, Adee. Makes me think of that hymn,
“Like a river glorious, is God’s perfect peace,
Over all victorious, in its bright increase;
Perfect, yet it floweth, fuller every day,
Perfect, yet it groweth, deeper all the way.”
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14/02/2012 at 9:12 am
Lovely hymn, AD. Rivers are such an inspiration to me…
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13/02/2012 at 8:18 pm
nice capture of the flow of the river…i have been to the mountains where a few begin, even bathed in them (brrrr…..) and appreciate all that the water does to bring life as it rolls on…
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14/02/2012 at 9:13 am
There is nothing quite like drinking ice cold spring water, Brian!
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13/02/2012 at 11:14 pm
Very descriptive, I could see it flowing.
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14/02/2012 at 9:14 am
I am so glad, Jeannie. 🙂
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13/02/2012 at 11:37 pm
And that is where the “Crystal Waters” flow, and thanks to you Denise, I have this vivid picture of an immense waterfall, hiding somewhere in a rain forest.
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14/02/2012 at 9:15 am
I wish I could stand under a waterfall and shower, Jake! 🙂
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14/02/2012 at 5:35 pm
ooohhh speaking of vivid pictures…
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15/02/2012 at 10:47 pm
😛
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14/02/2012 at 12:23 am
Denise, I got caught up in the flow myself! 🙂 I love water!
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14/02/2012 at 9:25 am
That’s great to hear, Tom. 🙂
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14/02/2012 at 12:39 am
Lovely images and analogies!
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14/02/2012 at 9:26 am
Thank you, Col. Bit rough in patches though…
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14/02/2012 at 7:03 am
So descriptive. There is such lovely movement in this poem. What would we do without our rivers?
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14/02/2012 at 9:39 am
Thanks, Selma. Our rivers are so important to the whole conservation scheme of things…
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14/02/2012 at 9:20 am
This is so beautiful.
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14/02/2012 at 9:41 am
It may be, Inzwakazi, but not nearly as beautiful as the real thing, haha!
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14/02/2012 at 10:44 pm
I think I need to see South African mountains and rivers to appreciate this in its full beauty, Denise 🙂 Gorgeous words.
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15/02/2012 at 10:51 pm
Thank you, Kate. I think rivers everywhere are very beautiful.
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15/02/2012 at 12:35 am
The river teaches us so much. It has been the same river for thousands of years and yet it is not the same river from moment to moment. But I wonder what I am supposed to learn from that.
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15/02/2012 at 10:57 pm
The more things change, Carl, like our world, the more they stay the same basically… This poem was just a descriptive piece though, about how rivers interact with mankind’s development in some ways.
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15/02/2012 at 8:23 pm
Beautiful adee:)
*hugs*
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15/02/2012 at 10:58 pm
Thanks so much, Hope. ♥
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16/02/2012 at 11:14 am
Such a powerful source in water. This poem takes the speed and flow so well 🙂
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17/02/2012 at 2:53 am
Thank you for the nice comment, Kiersty. 😀
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17/02/2012 at 2:48 am
You depict some of the varied moods of a river. Always changing, always the same.
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17/02/2012 at 2:54 am
A little bit like life, Ben?
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17/02/2012 at 3:38 am
And after I’d decided not to say that too. No escape, I suppose. 😛
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17/02/2012 at 3:41 am
You know what they say about great minds… 😆
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17/02/2012 at 2:13 pm
Like Robert Southey’s poem “The Cataract of Ladore”, Denise, your poem also jumped over hills and hillocks, passed through creeks and crevices, skipped along glens and gorges, sprayed over plains and plateaus…to breeze past us cool.
A very picturesque one. Congrats.
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17/02/2012 at 5:43 pm
Thank you for reading and commenting, Sunamu. It is so nice to see you back again. 🙂
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22/02/2012 at 7:54 am
lOVELY RIVER OF LIFE!!! are you back yet?
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23/02/2012 at 10:02 am
Thanks, Paul. 😀 Probably back this weekend – I hope!
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23/02/2012 at 6:37 pm
Beautiful adee 🙂
*hugs*
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24/02/2012 at 8:21 pm
Thank you so much, Hope. 😀
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