Mother Nature has a wonderful way of showing us how our life flows.

She forms dark clouds and they cry over the mountains washing the sadness away from the leaves and plants covering the earth…

The rain full of sadness is cleansed as it flows through the earth when it is pure it flows down valleys and streams until it finds its way to the river of life.

As with life, Mother Nature gives back a little along the way, to replenish her children to keep them alive.

As with life the river picks up along the way everything Mother Nature puts in its path, small stones to boulders, the river has to cope with them all.

There are days when the river is in full flow and days when it is shallow and slow…

But it never gives up…with out the rain the river would run dry.

The rain is the pain, the river is life… without the rain without the river, we die..

If we have no history nothing behind us, nothing to remind us of our past, pushing us forward and the river turns into a pond… the silt of life builds up until life becomes stagnant…

Without history and the experience of life that come with it, we find our-self repeating over and over   




                                                                                                                                                                 ~~~ David ~~~

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