Speed Along the River

I long to span the distant way,
To speed along the river;
The chase to catch the winter sun,
The secret Baltic shiver

I long to find the meaning in
The northern lights and cold —
And speed along the river, ere
The sky has lost
Its gold

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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