Listening With The River

 

 

 

To sit and listen with the
river...

As a breeze whispers secrets
through the grass.

And birds sing nothing to the air but
the carried flight of their
expansion.

The river moves in stillness.

While I sit in the quiet motion of
my thoughts -

Listening with the river.

 

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nothing is solid, and everything flows to its

own accord.

our life too is as a river...with

nothing held beyond its

moment.

 

 

 

 

 

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