Along the river Han
A bike path that goes on and on
I'm sorry I called you a 'wash'
Rice paddies and little farms
bamboo groves and elaborate temple
mountains melting into mist
boulders and meandering stream you are
capable of a rage
like a powerful sage
but sweet and warm in the morn
rolling from a place further on
I'll follow you there in your calm
you beautiful flow
the river Han
now I know
10-21-12
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