Since the river has returned, I have had many opportunities to sit by her side and feel the peace she effortlessly inspires. I had forgotten just how often she is a source of joy and a spiritual catalyst. Like a bridge, she connects me to myself, but more importantly, to things greater than myself...
She is also a mirror, not only reflecting the many moods of sky and shore, but of my own heart and soul as well. Like a loyal and dear friend you feel safe to be yourself with, she has become a place where healing and growth are not only possible but probable...
If I am quiet, I can hear her share her wisdom.
The River Speaks
Come sit by my side
and be for a moment,
come enjoy the beauty
and the mystery
that stirs your soul
and connects you
to something deep within,
something bigger than you...
We are mirrors for one another,
and bridges,
and confidantes
and anchors...
come enjoy the beauty
and the mystery
that stirs your soul
and connects you
to something deep within,
something bigger than you...
We are mirrors for one another,
and bridges,
and confidantes
and anchors...
and like dear friends,
we can communicate
without words
and be nourished
without words
and be nourished
by the wonder of it all....
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