A solitary drop of moonlight fell upon the river –
Already, unseen, rumbling.
The river could hide its joy no longer,
And let all the world see its love.
Downwards from the heights it sped,
Leaping, tumbling.
Until, drained of its passion,
It came quietly to rest amongst its sisters –
The countless rivers that fill up
The Ocean of Love.
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