Riverbed

Marcos Ferreira Caco Poeta

I see the river going down
In the silence of the fate of your way
In the riverbed

You can feel the wind blowing
Be winter spring autumn summer
And the water making the riverbed a beautiful song

And the leaves of the trees fall by the river
And everyone says: Nature is a painting so beautiful
That the bird sings the song in the riverbed

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