From foundation of the world I came forth. Yes, I know the voice of God Almighty.
I remember the time before your ancestors came. And the time before those who first walked here.
As the ages passed this bounty was my joy to provide. My purpose in creation was providence.
I remember your laughter along my shores.
I know the names of every young boy who laid aside his responsibly to draw a fish from my waters.
I remember when your young maidens played and danced here.
I have worked without rest to deliver the boat and it’s cargo. My strength is yours to command.
I remember your struggles and the days when brother killed brother.
I remember the hard times when you had very little money and yet so much joy.
Today, I weep with you for I remember the things which you have forgotten.
Perhaps, if you can just put away your little black gazing box for a little while. Put it back in your pocket and pull the wires from your ears.
Gaze on my shores instead. Listen to the songs of birds and insects in the day. And, the frogs and crickets by night.
Do your legs remember running? Can you still feel the joy of racing the wind along my shores?
The melting ice will soon give way to a blanket of moss.
The warm sun will awaken the bloom and color will return.
Awaken yourself. Return to me. Come and play in my waters.
I am the River.
I wish I lived closer to water. There is so much peace to be found by the ocean, the river, or lakes.
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I love to watch the water.
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It’s one of my favorite things too. All worries disappear by the seaside.
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Oh yes. The simple life is best.
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So beautiful. It transports me back to the wonderful, carefree days of childhood and early adulthood. 💔
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Thank you ❤ I'm still a kid at heart. 😀
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You are never too old to be young!
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Nice speech there from The River 😀. Awesome.
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I tried to think about what all the River would have seen and remembered.
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And your thought was great; it feels real as if the River is a human.
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I like the sense of vastness in these, Lloyd! 🙂 We got the BIG picture.
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Thank you Uncle Tree 😁 I always try my best.
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The Memory of a river
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Rivers are old and they remember everything. 😀
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Okay stevean hoking has died aged 76
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Yes. It’s kinda sad.
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He had some of disseage and he had only 2 years do live
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He had Lou Gehrig’s disease. His body just kinda shriveled up. I remember when he could still talk without his machine.
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Such an awesome pictures like this as I view the pictures in your post.
You really make my day reading and viewing this one.
Thanks. Again. You can check me up on my blog also
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Peace ✌and Love ❤
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Thank you Patrick , I’m glad you enjoyed it. I Enjoy your blog as well. 🙂
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Thanks for replying back to me.
I guess you find my replies to your comment interesting.
Am totally happy I made you smile ☺ OK…
I really enjoyed such comment that is while
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Peace ✌and Love ❤
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Amazing, reminds a little bit about home, Scandinavia
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Thank you ❤ Our area of Appalachian mountains reminded our ancestors so much of European mountains that they named my community Swiss.
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Yes Lord!!!! Yesssssssssss! Thank you for speaking through this poem to me! Wow! What a beautiful river! I so need to visit your country! #Godsgrandeur✨💙
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I live just on the other side of the farthest mountain in the background. 😀
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This looks so beautiful!!!
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Thank you ❤
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