Friday, January 11, 2008
Teacher - Part 3 The Story in the River
The water in the river could speak. Every lap from a lapping wave along the edge, every gurgle from a bubbling brook, every splash from a crash against a rock or a tree's root were words. The water called out to her love in the sea. Having been separated, she spent her days rushing through mountain streams, down waterfalls into churning pools and sent along aqueducts to be captured by dams. Through it all she cried out for her love, lamenting the hardships she endured and yearning to meet once again to mingle salt with fresh...to be whole once again.