The River talks as it walks down the banks

It recalls all the laughter and the tears shed by its shores

Today it has a softness but I have seen it’s anger when the clouds made it speak in tongues that scar and take away homes that were painstakingly constructed..only to be consumed in a moment

The River speaks in a language that requires patience and a clear mind…audible by those who are willing to listen to a power much more intelligent and powerful than themselves

If you are quiet you will hear the River talk in a language that is only heard by some

The River talks..

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