A Stream

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When a leaf is placed into a stream it swirls, sways and slides .......ebbing and catching the meandering currents .....never staying in the same place. With some luck the leaf remains upon the surface to enjoy the warm sunshine above and the cool clear water below as it passes the majectic beauty of the forest landscape, along side the tall grasses on its voyage downstream.

And so it is with ones heart...To live with warmth from others and to be cooled, as needed ....as required, through this journey we call life....In the hopes and prospects each trip, uniquely and individually our own, will result in similarly wonderful and magnificently arrivals for each of us further along .....With regards to the heart there are no wrongs nor rights.....whispers approach placidly at times , others with trepidation and yet others as if like an arrow searching their mark.

It is a mistake to think all leaves are the same, that all require the same amount of sunshine and all arrive at the same time and place - for each cannot and will not. We share the river together; for me, I enjoy the vivid differences in size, shape and colour - the multitude of taste and the expanse of diversity. It is noteworthy that in any stream there are rocks and snags, waterfalls and outcrops in abundance....remember, they too are part of the stream's life - adding and not subtracting to all its plentiful and enriching abundance.

*haa...choooo...arggg....I godda cold *