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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