Tuesday, September 20, 2011

If Brooks and Rivers Could Speak

To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.
William Shakepeare

There is nothing more fascinating to me than watching the constant flow of waterfalls over rushing rocks. I think of the water's journey over each boulder and rock on its way to a river and out to sea. I travel vicariously with the stream.

If waterfalls, brooks and rivers could speak, I wonder what stories they would teach. For years, sojourners, like me, have stood by their shores to see what mysteries unfolds to each.

Downstream the rapids surge and I wish I could be a playful wave with friends in tow to the sea. What stories we would have to tell playing in the rushing waters on our way vibrantly.

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