THE FLOWING RIVER

                  THE FLOWING RIVER


 I sit and watch the flowing river, the river
 Runs away from me,



 I'm here alone beneath the singing trees, the river 
 Flows into the sea.



 Looking down upon the valley, the river flows between 
 The rocks and me,



 I watch the trees, the valley is seen, the flowing river 
 Is a forever dream.



 The sun is setting upon all that is seen, I am life 
 And the river is me,



 I am not pretend as I have been forever, the flowing river 
 Flows through me.
                                Keith Garrett

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