River Remedy

Peacock Poetry

A good few lines have been penned beside the river Birs over recent years. Something about bring by the river always helps me to still myself and to clear my mind. If it were a person it would definitely have broad shoulders and I am so grateful to have a place to go to where I am always held.

River Peace

You are a kind of looking glass

I see my truth in you

The stories that you hold are vast

You let them flow on through

Through your pure sheen, so much I’ve gleaned

Your essence is resolving

So many passing souls you’ve cleaned

Eternally evolving

For nothing stays though we may grasp

Each cell resets anew

Birs river – you’re my looking glass

I find my peace in you

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