swimming in the glory of knowing

Isn't it fun swimming in the self same RIVER?
Isn't it wonderful to behold the face of light and know that it knows and blows.
The sounds of life with it's marks of pain give that light
the sound of RAIN.
You blessed me sweetest one

George don't use flippers in this River

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