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White Throated Dipper, Halden, Norway

 

On the edge where the river flows,

A little bird with a heart that knows,

Sitting still on a rock of dreams,

In the quiet, everything seems.

 

Whispers of the stream, calling me near,

Echoes of the past, crystal clear,

Let the world spin fast, I’ll take my time,

In the heart of nature, my soul will climb.

 

Droplets dance in the soft sunlight,

Mossy secrets hiding from sight,

Every ripple tells a tale untold,

Of gentle moments, both brave and bold.

 

Caught between the sky and ground,

In the silence, hope is found,

With every heartbeat, with every sigh,

I’ll soar away, learn how to fly.

 

So let the currents guide my way,

In this moment, I long to stay,

With courage woven in every strand,

I’ll find my place, I’ll take a stand.

 

On the edge where the river flows,

A little bird with a heart that knows,

In whispers low, in twilight’s gleam,

I find my peace, I live the dream.

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