Sweet Waters Of Silver Spring

Sweet Waters of Silver Spring

Oh what soft soothing pleasures you bring

To my eyes, my ears, my thirsty lips

My tongue so longed to taste your flowing delight



Whilst skin touches your smooth cascades beneath the soft shadows of night

Your slender arms hugs the neck of Athlone way over on left

Whilst Georgetown’s high hills caresses your breast


Yet your cool clear waters bubbles and constantly your waters flow

Where do you come from they asked and where do you hasten to go

No one has ever answered, nobody seems to know


Young ladies fair washing their hair


Bending beneath your crystal flow

Shadowed curtains around them drawn

Be it at nightfall or at early dawn


Chattering women washing their load

On rocks smooth surfaces by the side of the road

Valiant young men awaiting their turn

Sits on the culvert’s edge as they discover and as they learn


Just one short leg away from hip to toe

You burst up from the ground and hurries to go


By lush green trees while bending low

They salutes and bows in reverent show


Sumptuous, refreshing, savory sweet

Waters of my unassuming Silver Spring

You winds your way over rocks and river moss all live long day

Until you pour out of your glad waters, into the anxious jaws of Rio Sambre.

By. E Lloyd Kelly

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