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#puddlerivuletriver
It starts with a puddle or a pool turns to a rivulet, rainwater comes, fills.......then, over time.....it becomes a true river... we human beings are conceived, nurtured inside the womb.....to develop til it's time to be born...to this earth we grow up.....we mature, school...experiences, make us wiser and, as we get older .our own waters run deeper we....are like the river... our actions, reactions and decisions, all depend on the tides of life... our moods are waves...playful on a fine day, they lap, roll...sometimes, crash on the shore. calm now...later, high with turbulence, on stormy days, assailing...belligerent, courageously moving forward.....then back, like retreating groups of warriors, weary....defeat-stricken.......yet, all set, to roll back to shore.......again... our grounds, our cores, are embedded with grains of Patience...it has a voice in many ways, we become one with nature we...are like the river... Sally Copyright February 26, 2017 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 11:42 PM UTC
We...Are Like The River