River - Akron/Family

And you are no longer a river to me

And you are no longer a river to me

Though your coursing remain eager to acquaint me

And you are no longer a docile stream

And you are no longer a docile stream

Though your patience proves you into ease

And once this spark met kindling

Forgets its gentle ambling

Becoming heat, becoming steam

Becoming luminescent glee

Atoms splinter, sparkling

Alive and nimble symmetry

And all along, this glistening

Blankets we and everything

Shadows dance triumphantly

A wordless whisper sighs and pleas

Little deaths envelope thee

You and I and a flame make three

You and I and a flame make three

You and I and a flame make three

And you are not glassy bay to me

And you are not glassy bay to me

Though my tired fleet abides in your gentle breeze

And you are now vast and open sea

And my mind travels you endlessly

And you beckon, toss and toss and swallow me

You and I and a flame makes three

You and I and a flame make three