The River

E Elena Sandu Elena Sandu
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Last Sunday I spent a whole day with a beautiful river trying to feel close to each being, each thing, even to become one with everything that surrounded me. In some way, I learned from the natural flow of water what it means not to look back. I should remember that river every time I need to forget the past. And it helps me to not mind much the now... Why? Well don't you see how "Now" is going into the Past fast? So, the river taught me to aim forward. It may last. I tried to follow it with my eyes towards the horizon. And maybe there is where River called my soul. I believe I had the feeling of sweet water loving me more than anybody else (as if I'd ever be loved much, lol. So I have learned never to ask for love. For my soul, that may be as shameful as begging for money) . But I have thanked the river with my entire heart for letting me in, for washing my soul clean and I gave it all the love I could gather, the river loved me back, so much that "it" (calling so because of my indecision of calling a he or a she) almost let me to become one with. I felt no more sadness nor earthly pain or hunger for eyes to watch me dearly, for arms to hug me kindly, for smiles as gifts for me. My selfishness stopped… I had everything flowing, I was melted into zillion of water drops running with the river, gliding into the horizon… For a moment I believed that's it! The horizon! If you ever feel unloved go to a river, discharge your pains and watch how it becomes The horizon ... Feel you are one with the river and your going forward no matter what. To a place where everything is equally loved and cared for. I can only suppose now, human could touch the horizon, I know I can be the horizon, are we the horizon? Or maybe only a river touching the horizon... A river of love... could I ever hope to be it? For each creature, each form of life to drink me, so I could be part of them, and then them, to be part of me totally free to walk or swim with all rivers into the sea our Mother. Mother to sing us lullabies to hold from small spark of stars... Then scattered away for another moment of connection... Full awareness.

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