The river flows
Like a joyous blue string,
The river starts
Talking to strangers.
The river is made
Of clear blue silk,
It crosses the island
And fills it with freshness.
Oh Danu, play with the river's flow,
Hide from the sunlight,
Dance like the spirits do.
Oh Danu, you wear a crown
And your body is flexible
Like a riverbed.
Like water itself.
The river shows
The mystery of time,
Emotions that mix with each other,
Faces of ancient gods.
Danu a tribute to a Celtic goddess
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2021
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