The River’s Song

Beneath the bridges, waters flow, With whispers soft and laughter bright, Each current sings in ebb and glow, A melody, both calm and light.

The stones beneath, a tale they tell, Of journeys long and trials faced, Through valleys deep and mountains swell, The river’s heart will not be chased.

Each riverbank, a friend embraced, In nature’s flow, we find our song, For every bend, a dream is placed, The river sings, we hum along.

• Clara Wadel