River Chant
Through the veil of mist
You flow like a silver ribbon on the valley floor
Willows dipping tendrils and sipping sweet mountain nectar
Buttercups dancing on the mossy banks....nodding knowingly
Dew twinkling on the meadow in the sunrise
"River Chant".... whispering on the morning breeze......
....I hear you calling my name....
"Ode to home"
........Caitlin.........