Down by the River

On a perfect summer day, I found myself enchanted by the serene beauty of a meandering river. The sun glistened upon the water's surface, creating a dazzling spectacle of light and shadows that danced with the gentle ripples. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of wildflowers, and the symphony of chirping birds and rustling leaves provided the perfect soundtrack to the enchanting scene. As I dipped my feet into the cool, crystal-clear water, a sense of calm washed over me, and all my worries melted away. Time seemed to stand still as I played alongside the river's edge, playing mindlessly as if caught in a mesmerizing dream. When the day eventually came to a close, the memories lingered like the remnants of a beautiful reverie, leaving me with the impression that it was only a wonderful dream I had the privilege to experience.

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One Twilight Apparition

Mist-veiled riverside, a place of the low-weeping willows,
In that transient space between day and night,
In a faded maiden-hair hue of twilight,
Stays always, sways and droops on shaded sward pillows,
The breeze-hosted eve,
Where ghosts conceive
A reenactment of a long-ago day.

Come from faraway, to pay
Homage to their secret place,
Invoked by the betrothal of yesteryears,
The lost spirits return to trace
The sacred space where spilled their heart-sent tears,
Where once flourished a garden of longing,
Where myriad dryads spriteward leap to meet
The twain, at the fog-form robes thronging,
With oaths of allegiance, to their guests entreat –

The entourage of otherworldly lovers
Whispering vows beneath shadow covers,
United again.
And the pixies implore the deep woods’ omniscient heart,
Their anguish falling as a soft summer rain.
To the mercy of the fog their sobbing wishes impart,
That the flow of ages must cease,
The current of time and timelessness flow as one,
That restless love may at last find peace,
And the search for conclusion at last be done!

And the willows pray, for a moment more,
For a moment more when once young love yearned for eternal youth,
For an enduring place beyond their mortal shore –

To sail far and wide, drifting out beyond the sea of truth,
To come to the banks where past and present meet,
Where trembled tender hearts and stood resolute feet.

But in an oblivion-sent breath, fleeting hope come and gone as before,
Lovers are lost once more to the ebony ocean of nevermore,
Disappearing in a momentary swirl,
In a moonlit whirl
Waltz of heaven-blown grass and leaves,
Calling to each other upon the breeze.
And the fairies weep softly in the trees.
And wind along the river banks openly grieves.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

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Baldur's Gate 3 Original Soundtrack - Down By The River
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