A River’s Reflection

Down by the river where time meanders,
a liquid mirror reflects the world’s endeavors.
Rippling whispers carry tales untold,
a current of stories in the water’s hold.

Sunlight dances on the surface’s sheen,
painting reflections with a golden glean.
Leaves from the trees gently embark,
floating downstream in a tranquil arc.

The riverbank cradles secrets in its embrace,
mossy stones witnessing the water’s grace.
Dragonflies waltz in the soft daylight,
their delicate wings catching the sunlight.

Muddy banks tell of the river’s ebb and flow,
a natural rhythm, a constant show.
A heron stands tall, a sentinel of the stream,
its silhouette mirrored in the liquid dream.

Listen to the river’s whispered song,
a melody that has journeyed for so long.
It tells of life, of time, of endless connection,
in the gentle rhythm of a liquid reflection.