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The River
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The Ramblings Of A Madman I prefer to watch the river as
It moves sluggishly and bored
as it has done for centuries
the moon shines across the water
as you envision nymphs dancing in
an out of the shadows
blesseded are those who still believe
in something
here on the river where the soul sings
an the heart babbles out its idiocracies
I in written word can spread my wings
compose verse and poem
find for a moment peace of mind
think about nothing but dreams of old
whisper blasphemy and inbetweens
sitting alone back against a sycamore tree
watching shadows grow as they spread across
the dark shrouded osage pushing the moonlight
slowly away
the old river speaks riddles to me like it had done
a hundred times before
I wonder what if things had went differently
would I be happy
or is this just My destiny
~ D Donner ~
I want to say
I liked the poem about the river.
But people think God and Destiny
Go hand in hand.
That is why I mentioned God.
You seem to speak of God
Or " the gods " alot.
If God controled everyone what would be
The purpose of anything ?
If you could not die
You would not know
How it felt to live.
You could do anything you want
And pretend you are God.
KS
Like some of the most despicable people believe.
This might sound
Oxy-moronic.
( it just came to me )
Most people aren't ready
For their Destiny.
KS
One more thing.
( You and God.)
God is not a puppetmaster.
Look to the other one for that.
Freewill has earned its name
And we are all Rebels
Looking for a cause.
Osage
A Missouri river. Nice. - Stella