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Paddle soft,
Paddle deep.
Paddle in the silence
Soft and sweet.
Melting time,
Sifting through rhyme,
Singing in my seat.
Alone in peace
With the wind's soft kiss.
Fish may bite,
Lines may break,
Much like life.
Chances that come and go
Will all pass by to and fro
We all wonder why
When we just do and die.
But in my Kayak
I sing and whistle
While I watch the drifting thistle.
So I let the currents carry
Soft prayers and silent worries
For me time has no hurry
Alone on the river,
The moon rises silver.
©2007-2009 ~TheGentlemanOfYore
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Author's Comments

Might as well consider this a new poem.

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:iconnessa-09:
I like it..! It has much feeling to it, and I love the imagery :]
:iconthegentlemanofyore:
Thanks it was just an exposition of thought on an afternoon paddle.

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I found that Mortality was ever so boring so, I gave it up!

"Lord grant me temperance, just not yet!", St. Augustine

“Seek justice, encourage the oppressed. Defend the cause of the fatherless, plead the case of the widow.” Is1.17
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Nice-very peaceful.

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