
5/18/19 – I am traveling early, so here is a post from 5/17/2016
5/17/16
A rock
juts out
from a
river bed.
Water –
flowing,
streaming,
cascades
over,
around,
almost through
the rock,
as it continues
along its way.
It may appear
that the rock
is an obstacle
in the path
of this water,
this flow.
But look again.
The sparkling
streams of water
as they redirect
around the rock,
pick up rays
of light,
creating mist and sound
as the mirage
of a rainbow
appears
ever so faintly
in this
spray.
It may appear
that the water
is covering up
the beauty of
this rock
as it rushes by.
But look again.
The constant
stream of water
releases all debris
clinging to the rock,
as its newly polished surface
provides just the
right angles
to direct the water,
creating mist and sound
as it sparkles
just below the surface.
The river,
the rock,
the water –
where does one end
and
the other begin?
For All are
needed to
make up
the river,
creating mist and sound,
the beauty that you seek.
There are times
when you feel
like the rock –
or the water.
You cannot
separate these from
the river.
All are needed to
make up
this River of LIfe,
creating mist and sound
and rainbows –
the beauty that you seek,
the beauty that is You.
For You Are,
the rock,
the water,
the river.
All That Is –
Is You.