I went to sit by the moving waters. They flow in the direction of the unknown. I often wonder of the stories they could tell about their journey, but for now, they allow me to sit in a calm and quiet place.
The sound of the water inspires reflection and lets the mind take its own journey. I often see myself in the waters and know my journey is similar. I long for the vastness of the sea and the sandy shores.
Poetic image.
The river has a symbolic value so important and present in all cultures, because in itself it brings together the search for meaning, the unstoppability and the possibilities of existence, where the flow of water corresponds to the current of life and death, to the fall , to rebirth, to purification. Listening to the sound of flowing water, for example a stream, rain, the sea breaking on the rocks, relaxes. It represents the flow of life, stimulates the brain and has a positive effect on memory and imagination. We are confronted with individual destiny, with the acceptance of life or with the struggle to overcome its tests. Listening in silence to the lapping of the sea that caresses the shore, embraces it and kisses it, is a sensual and sweet encounter.
Thank you for your deep insight and feedback my friend
Larry — Your evocative words immediately reminded me of how Norman Maclean ended “A River Runs Through It.”
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by water.”
Since you are a figurative “smoke jumper,” you might enjoy one of Maclean’s other works, “Young Men and Fire.”
Thank you Jeff . I will check it out
Larry, this is a reminder of where our peace and thoughts can come to life by listening to the creation given to us by God and to find beauty in life itself.
Thank you for your insights and I agree with you 100%
Actually and factually, Larry, your fictive moment points one further in as well as farther out. Immanent breakout.
Thank you my friend
Larry – Like you, I find solace in the ebb and flow of water – from sitting on the sea wall in Okanawa – walking Mission Bay in San Diego – watching the sunset over the Pacific Ocean from the cliffs of a lighthouse – to the shoals at our local park – the sound, smell, and visual effects of water transports me to the unknown journey that must be enjoyed in the inner world of my mind. Thanks for taking me to that special place.
Thank you Len. Watching water always makes me reflect.
Larry, you are and will always be a poetic master as well as a master storyteller.
Thank you my friend. Sometimes you can say more with less.
You say more with more and you have the talent to say more with less. Words are the git you have.