how the wind blows over the river

how the wind blows over the river

quite a curious thing, isn’t it,

the way the water rolls in time

with the wind’s hushed music

that echoes

although there is only sky

and water

for it to bounce off of.

how the wind blows over the river

quite a curious thing, isn’t it,

the way the wind whispers longingly

as it streaks over the currents,

reaching in vain for its lover, the water,

screaming

a deep-throated sound

that haunts the riverbanks

forever

OverTheRainbow

VT

11 years old

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