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WHERE MANY RIVERS MEET

by David Whyte

All the water below me came from above

All the clouds living in the mountains

gave it to the rivers

who gave it to the sea, which was their dying.


And so I float on cloud become water,

central sea surrounded by white mountains,

the water salt, once fresh,

clouds fall and streams rush, tree root and tide bank

leading to the rivers' mouths

and the mouths of the rivers sing into the sea,

the stories buried in the mountains

give out into the sea

and the sea remembers

and sings back

from the depths

where nothing is forgotten.

 

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