Whispers Along the River Plain
A poem of twilight mist, flowing water, and quiet valleys
Abstract
Official Publication SummaryWritten along the banks of the river at sundown, these verses capture the shifting light when evening mist rolls across the water. It is a meditation on stillness, time, and the quiet pathways of home.
Whispers Along the River Plain
Where the quiet river winds through evening light,
The shadow of the mountains meets the night.
Along the trails our fathers walked before,
We journey on toward a peaceful shore.
The rising mist now settles on the hill,
The busy day is done, the wind is still.
In quiet thought beneath the open sky,
We watch the golden river drifting by.
"Where the quiet river winds through evening light, The shadow of the mountains meets the night. Along the trails our fathers walked before, We journey on toward a peaceful shore."
Reflection on the Valley
Walking by the river plain in the late evening brings a deep sense of calm. The waters continue their steady journey, carrying the quiet history of the land and reminding us that peace is found in simple stillness.