And John sings me alseep, by the river...as rivers in me me finds...more...

And John McCormack singing as if dragging a chant
Of a tune
His ode to a special kind of rivery flow,
Brings me to a river the same...
Flowing eternal
Now as if so calm
Yet this monsoon wind
How me binds
How in me finds her dreams...
And me bows
To her
A river
Il fiume...

A ganges...
A hooghly...
A brahmaputra...
A bheas...
A  thames...
A teesta...
A kaveri...

And
So many rivers
me bows ...
For
They all are seasons of love like...
Eternal,
Original,
Universally acclaimed...

(Note:~extending here a John McCormack song...)

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