The River

I watched the River flow, longing for the restful earth,
where fish linger, gifts glistening as mirrors for my eyes
until they swam to the shadow sides of steeper waters
where I found myself asleep drowning inside their deep
to finally emerge with the fish of glistening golden eyes
swimming in that River flowing endless along the skies.

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