On the Nature of Freedom

Who could claim the river captive?

Such horrid strength
Makes quick work of disrespectful vessels
Such providing tides
Overflowing and teeming with life

Endlessly give and endlessly take
The river doesn’t make mistakes

The young boy jumps
In slicing water as the
Water carves
Mountains which house the
River’s borders

Plain for all to see
Within shorelines exists exuberant liberty

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