River Drift Along

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In the river’s gentle sway, secrets whispered through each ripple’s play,

Time’s liquid dance, a steady trance, from dawn’s first light to evening’s grey.

Murmurs of ancient stones carried in the watery embrace,

Stories untold, in currents bold, tracing paths through boundless space.

Banks adorned with memories of old, cradling tales of the untamed soul,

It was flowing onward, ever forward, towards a destination yet untold.

In Rivers’ Drift, a timeless gift, a symphony of nature’s lore,

Whispers of the past forever cast upon the waters’ tranquil floor.