The Girl by the Stream

Painting of a girl by a stream, surrounded by orbs, by Gilbert Williams
Copyright © by Gilbert Williams.

Every morning and
every evening, a girl
sat by a stream that
ran through a
taciturn forest.

Alone she came, each
morning and evening,
to listen to the quiet
and hear the murmur
of far-off dreams.

And the girl was
the soul of the forest,
and the stream was
the soul of the girl.

The heavenly trees,
her dearest friends,
whispered to the girl
beneath their
mighty wings.

Bare feet touched
water as she wrote
what would be in her
radiant world of
tomorrows and dreams.

So the trees and the water,
they taught her the way.
In the quiet of the forest,
she found her way.

Michael James Fitzgerald

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