How many days , how many months , years
Decades, centuries , your voyage continues
Bridging history and life
I just wonder
Savage river , unbound by rules
Imbedded yourself on benign mass of rocks
That murmurs to my soul
” A fire exists in water ”
Born of unknown myth , my Muse ,
How many countries , how many civilisations
You witnessed ?
Sagacious wanderer , compelled to trail your temperate postures
And , drift me away too with wild gestures !