As I sit in solitude by her side <br />The morning rays of sunshine sets the river alive <br />The heavenly clouds from above they peer <br />Softly into hear ears the wind whisper <br /> <br />And she replies gently with a murmur <br />Life a youthful maiden, shy yet brave <br />With eyes open wide in curious delight <br />She continues her voyage with courage and might <br /> <br />Like an adorned princess so complete in grace <br />In path unforeseen, she offers herself again and again. <br />In her sweet genteel playful moods <br />She blesses everything by her touch <br />And in occasional angrier times <br />She outbursts her emotions, in ravage and destruction much <br />But only to forgive and be forgotten soon enough. <br /> <br />As I watch her flow by in spellbound captivity <br />Lo, behold, I never come across such a beauty <br />Slowly as the vision fades away, <br />Imperfect thoughts hovering in mind <br />I try to trace her origins <br />But from whence she comes nobody knows.<br /><br />Anthony Mondal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-a-river-2/
