The River

I sit in silence by the shore of the river.
All my years of formal education pale
in comparison to the wisdom shared
by the simple lessons offered here.

The river flows downstream, never
against herself, there is no struggle.
Though there be large boulders and
clumps of weeds, she moves around
them with ease and leaves them be.

The riverbank supports the river,
her edges contain the waters that
rush by, sometimes a trickle, other
times raging rapids, but she remains
steadfast, ever composed and calm.

The river is alive.  Her life force is
vibrant and energetic.  The prana that
she emits is felt by all who approach,
they are immediately refreshed and
renewed by her golden aura.

All animals that need to drink from
her waters are treated equally, none
are turned away.  They are served
with unvarying harmony and humility.

She provides homes and haven to the
myriad fish, frogs, turtles, snakes that
rely on her for their sustenance.  And too
the land animals and birds look to her for
the life-giving fluid and foods that they
fish from her bountiful waters.

A current of power flows along with
her waters.  It builds within itself
and bathes all who draw near with
invigorating showers of illumination.
If she ebbs or flows
it makes no difference.
She is here to give.

It is Abhra’s birthday today and he shared a beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore with us and asks what gift would we like to share:  http://dversepoets.com/2015/10/06/poetics-what-is-your-gift/

At Sherry Blue Sky’s suggestion, I’m also linking this to Poets United for their prompt on teaching or teachers:  http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2015/10/poets-united-midweek-motif-teacher-one.html

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  1. I appreciate how the river flows on, never against herself; refreshes others and is here to give!

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  2. Sustenance, haven, power, equality – wonderful gifts to give the world. I wish the river ran for all of us. Lovely poem.

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  3. Rivers of Veins
    Rivers of Land
    all flow to
    streams of
    Ocean LiVinG
    Free.. WasHinG
    in and tiDinG
    oUt
    brinGinG
    joy to
    healthy
    rivers..

    Eternal
    floW n0w..
    OceaNSun..:)

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  4. Amazing work thoughts, to learn from the river.. as a metaphor if nothing else.. really love the giving, the symbiosis between the river and its banks.. great work here.

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  5. Nice one there.

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  6. The life force of mother earth, how we can learn much from her ~ I specially like this part:

    The river is alive. Her life force is
    vibrant and energetic.

    Thanks for reminding us Gayle about the beauty and strength of river ~

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  7. Gayle, this is so beautiful – the lessons of the river…..I am thinking this poem might just fit under the Midweek Motif prompt at Poets United: Teacher or Learning. Rivers have definitely taught me much about living.

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    • Well thanks for your invitation, Sherry, I linked it right in. Will comment on other’s tomorrow…getting late here.

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  8. there is much to be learned from the river for sure and from nature. to me the river is in how it flows around obstacles and how it sings as it goes

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    • I like that part too where she flows around obstacles and lets them go. Now surely we can learn from that, right? 🙂 Thanks for coming by, X.

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  9. This is such a splendid write.. no doubt the river has much to learn from 🙂
    Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  10. How lovely! The pace and flow of your poem matches its truth so well. By the second verse I had relaxed into it: “The river flows downstream, never
    against herself, there is no struggle.” And I measured all my years at University against this chance to sit by the River. Thank you for putting this into words and for bringing it to Poets United.

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    • Well, I’m sure your studies did you some great good too, Susan. 🙂 Many thanks for coming by and leaving such a lovely comment.

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  11. “If she ebbs or flows
    it makes no difference.
    She is here to give.”

    Your poem is so full of life. I am glad you liked the poem I shared – and welcome to Dversepoets 🙂

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    • Thanks so much, Abhra, and I did like your poem. It seems many have come up with some nice gifts…a great prompt. And thanks too for your welcome to dVerse. 🙂

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  12. Barbara DeVoe

     /  October 7, 2015

    Very nice.

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  13. This was beautiful. Thank you.

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  14. This is so beautiful–I am so glad that you decided to share this at Poets United today–

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  15. I can’t help but compare the benevolent impartial nature of the river compared with mankinds desire to own the water that he doesn’t even create to sell it at his whim. Sadly Mankind over all these years has learned nothing. For all that this is a beautiful poem, thank you.

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    • You’ve made a good point. But happily I was writing this from a whole different perspective…more meditative and healing than focusing on the ugliness of what mankind likes to lord over. And I appreciate your compliment, thanks so much, Oldegg.

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  16. If only one cares to see and observe life’s lessons are everywhere. Thoughtful thoughts Gayle!

    Hank

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  17. river, the life line of this planet gifted ancient civilization and taught acceptance…a beautifully meditative poem….

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  18. Yes, there is so much to learn from the river. So many gifts that she offers to any who draw near. This is a beautiful meditation,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/

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  19. I like the lessons you delineate so beautifully. The river is indeed a wonderful natural teacher.

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  20. so beautifully woven and wise, Gayle, loved this.

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  21. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

     /  October 9, 2015

    I am a river-lover– grew up by one, and am spending my final years beside another – so I greatly appreciated all you say here.

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    • Rosemary, you’re so fortunate to be living next to a river again. I love the water. There’s something so restorative about it. Thanks for coming by.

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  22. Wonderfully descriptive Gayle.. Your words also flow as they meander to bring such visuals to those who follow its path..
    Wishing you well Gayle.. Love and Blessings.. Have a wonderful Weekend.. Hugs Sue x

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  23. Such grace a beauty in your words! This poem is a gift as well. 🙂

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  24. Beautiful too! –smile– My favorite part of the rivers are the rapids. Sitting on the larger rocks and feeling the cold water running through my toes after I walk in the mud along the banks. A truly spiritual experience.

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