River

Of time and rivers flowing

The seasons make a song

And we who live beside her

Still try to sing along

Of rivers, fish, and men

And the season still a-coming

When she'll run clear again.So many homeless sailors,

So many winds that blow

I asked the half blind scholars

Which way the currents flow

So cast your nets below

And the gods of moving waters

Will tell us all they know.The circles of the planets

The circles of the moon

The circles of the atoms

All play a marching tune

And we who would join in

Can stand aside no longer

Not let us all begin.

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