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Rivers
Many rivers run
Down to many seas.
All my cares are one:
On what river of these
Could my heart have peace?
Two banks to each river.
None where I may stray
Hearing the rushes shiver
And seeing the river ever
Run, yet seem to stay.
Maybe there is another
River, but far in Me.
There I may meet the Brother
Of mine eternity.
And God will this be?
Versão do poema “Rivers” destinado ao projecto The Mad Fiddler.