Aislyn's Oak Tree

A River Flows Forth

Aislyn Quirke 
A river flows forth
from a cyan lake
Reflects the heavens,
serenity's wake
It meanders through
a soft, snowy glen 
Then dimples back neath
rosy fields, Eden
A river flows forth
from its mouth to mine
I gaze back to the
lake, all glow and shine
It mirrors my love
'fore setting to sea
A river flows forth
and it flows for me

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