The water’s cry


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Beyond the forest, beyond any thoughts
there’s a river.
There I hear the water’s cry

In the mystery of woods, under the trees
with the fresh shadow mosses, I feel
my wild wordless drive  strong. I seem free

Beyond the forest, inside my bad thoughts
there’s a river
where I see the water’s run.
Like me it seems be free but I hear
its screams thrown to the wind

Beyond any forest and inside my free thoughts
I’ve a river and it cries.
As a fresh water stream I may not
reach back my true deep source

Ayas Valley,

August, 1st 2014

Italian version here

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