The Sea

A friend sang my praise,
All these he put in place:

There is(he said), a river
flowing in pride:
The sun taking her on ride.
Smiling always was the river,
As all wishes the sun gives her.
Within the river lurks variant aquatics:
Jellies,Octopus,sharks and wasted mass,light and thick.
There came a boat,measuring her path:
Hunting for the virtues lurking in her.  
The owner of the boat threw in his hook,
Ready to withdraw many virtue.
And the river willingly gave out her offspring,
While the boat's owner mercy sing.

Then he related it to me:

You're the river(said he),
Whose pride lodge be.
The aquatics lurking within you,
Are the human lifting virtues-
Wits,wisdom,prophecy and love,
Honour,Humility that did pride shove.
The boat measuring your path,
Are maidens of diverse arts.
Seeking treasures from the Lions_den:
Beseeching you to be their friend.
And then you accept their offer,
For in all traits you differs.
And then they throw their question which is their hook,
Fishing consciously the virtues.

And those are his words.
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