This is where they come to roostin the twilight of their lives,waking to river song and birdcallriding the waves of myriad river moods.Yet again,for all days to come.Sailing over water on bird wings,darting with silverfish in shallow banks,in slithering dance with water snakes.During shadowy eveningswhen ripples deepen to sleep murmursilver owls light their way back home.Yet againfor all days to come.This summer day by the riverthe noon sky splinters into sun drenched drizzle,the shimmering folds of sky bloominginto a prefect arch in glistening shadesA rainbow! Gateway to their heaven,beckoning me to join the river peopleand their tryst with the river!Yet againfor all days to come****Illustration: Shreyaa Krritika Das