The River's gentle flow, a serenade to the sky,
A soothing melody that whispers by,
With waters calm and peaceful, it meanders on its way,
Reflecting sunbeams, a shimmering display.

Its banks are lined with trees, a canopy so green,
A haven for the birds, their songs serene,
The river's voice is soft, a gentle, lulling sound,
As it winds its way, a treasure profound.

In summer's heat, it cools the parched earth's skin,
A refreshing haven, for all to enter within,
In winter's chill, it freezes, a crystalline sight,
A frozen palace, shimmering in the night.

The river's path is long, a journey through the land,
A story told, of earth and sand,
It weaves its way, a tapestry so fine,
A testament to God's clear design.

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