The River

She walked amid the trees
Before her
A rushing of water
Wild, dark, turbulent
She stood watching
Sticks, debris
Moving past
Clearing

Movement
With such sheer natural purpose
Such power
She moved closer
Kneeling at the edge
Her reflection blurred
She reached, trickling her fingers
Eyes closed

She felt the sensations
Cool, slippery, wet
She stood
Walking along the grassy bank
A bend ahead
A small pool
The water slowed
Clearer, calmer
At rest

Here
She knelt again
Her reflection now clear
Below
Rocks and pebbles visible
Gently rolling, tumbling
The current subtle
Soft

A splash
A fish leapt and landed
Ripples form
Spreading outward
Again
She closes her eyes
A smile
A deep breath

The River
Nature's mirror
A lesson in clarity
The turbulent and the peaceful
Merged
Connected
One in the same
Balance
 
Prose & Imagery by Mandy Spry, @welcomearms

A reminder
When you take the time
One of our greatest teachers
Is Nature herself