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.
~
Everything is revealed through stillness - motion weaves its story only as a caress against a moment held still. Sit quietly. Listen. Nature has secrets she will share.
Peace,
Eric
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