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A river rambles, will you follow to hear what he says?<\/em><\/p>\n

Below the stone the water goes
\nSlow and low where no light shows.
\nFar away o\u2019er mount and vale
\nWhere longing voices loudly wail.<\/p>\n

Through canyons carved in ancient stone
\nAnd willow boughs that weep alone,
\nThe steady flow carves courses deep
\nAnd sings the waiting stones to sleep.<\/p>\n

The sleeping stones dream of day
\nAnd ancient worlds now passed away,
\nAnd still the river tumbles on
\nBearing tales and whispered song.<\/p>\n

Through gladdened plain bright to see
\nThe river meets a jubilee.
\nThe heavy songs of dark and stone
\nAre joined by joy that none can own.<\/p>\n

And so he flows down to the sea
\nFrom dark of stone through shading tree
\nAnd whispers there all he learned
\nAt every bend and every turn.<\/p>\n

Tale Bearer<\/em> copyright \u00a9 Heather Strickler 2026 All rights reserved<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A river rambles, will you follow to hear what he says? Below the stone the water goes Slow and low where no light shows. Far away o\u2019er mount and vale Where longing voices loudly wail. Through canyons carved in ancient stone And willow boughs that weep alone, The steady flow carves courses deep And sings… Read More Tale Bearer<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":625,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[14,13],"tags":[27,12,20,11,18,25],"class_list":["post-624","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","category-writing","tag-chiaroscuro","tag-hope","tag-mood","tag-poetry","tag-whimsy","tag-wonder"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/parUcj-a4","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":457,"url":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2025\/10\/13\/guardians\/","url_meta":{"origin":624,"position":0},"title":"Guardians","author":"Heather","date":"October 13, 2025","format":false,"excerpt":"From the same world as the Siren\u2019s call poem. 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