I.LOVE.Water.

The sound of rushing water…like grains of rice infinitely dropping into a wooden bowel.
I keep waiting for me to “grow up” and not be excited to hear such a sound, but I still have a smiling sigh when I hear the river, creek, waterfall, rain, bubbly brook.
Some how water makes me feel more alive. Makes me pause and be thankful for the things around me. Makes me stand in awe of the creation around me.
I. LOVE. Water.
And it’s amazing to look at too!

The bubbling creek created a curiosity in me that enticed me to follow the stream upwards.
The gush of a waterfall had a soothing, yet rumbling sound.
The reflection in a few puddles were like pieces of framed artwork.
And of course the water bottle in my hand made it possible to climb. (I only wished I would have brought more).
And reaching the top, water surrounded us in the form of white, thick clouds and a bit of fog.
See? Isn’t water amazing? It comes in a multitude of forms.
Clouds.Fog.Snow.Rain.Ice.Glaciers.Steam.
Lakes.Creeks.Rivers.Waterfalls.Streams.Oceans
SwimmingPools.SkiSlopes.HotTubs.SkatingRinks.
Sledding.Tubing.WaterSkiing.WaterParks
Snowcoveredtrees.Puddles.Icicles.SnowcapedMountains.Mist.Rainbows.
What makes water so beautiful? Why does it capture my soul and fill me with awe? Water is wonderfully miraculous, a gift I treasure. It’s just one more thing that makes me smile and a reminder to all.
Drink water.
(It’s the advice I’ve given out the most in the Kathmandu clinic. Water is healing.)
2 Comments:
At 11:01 AM,
Aunt Jo said…
Beautifully written, Susan.
At 10:51 PM,
redannie5 and her sister said…
Thanks Aunt Joe! =0)
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