The mighty river flows along
Spray rolling o’er the dam
Babbling its own melodic song
As gently as a lamb
Spray rolling o’er the dam
While kissing each rock and twig
As gently as a lamb
Nestled amid the fig
While kissing each rock and twig
The morning dew refreshes the earth
Nestled amid the fig
Though uncertain of its worth
The morning dew refreshes the earth
Its scent as fresh as it is strong
Though uncertain of its worth
The mighty river flows along
“Though uncertain of its worth the mighty river flows along.”
Love this line. Loved the poem too.