Return to the river in search of the muse

Return to the river in search of the muse

Limb-slipping

Skull skimming

Struggling upstream, further and deeper.

Swim beyond the confines

Of the grounds.

Far from the squeals of delight,

The picnics

And sun-dappled banks.

Swim back to the place where the willows weep

And the swallows dip,

Where the damsel flies glint

In mingled innocence and arrogance —

Flitting and feeding,

Mating and playing at life.

Further and deeper

Beyond the confines

Of the grounds.

Away from the willows, the swallows, the damsels, the squeals.

Away from the weeping and playing at life.

Upstream and away.

Upstream and away.

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