"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

21 February 2011

Jon Swift, "River Run"

Winslow Homer, The Rapids, Hudson River, 1894




Run, run river
Carry me to my home in the ocean
Carry me away
I know I have a home
Somewhere far
And I'll move like the stars that make you feel like you got friends
Stars will make you feel like you got friends

Follow the empty valley
Past the hill
To the marshes of the estuary
Come in peaceful river
In the light of the moon with the river
I do run in the hope that one day I will die
Beneath the ocean

And at this river we'll forever run


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