Mr River: A Story and Poems
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| River inspiration for your day |
The girl stood on the river bank. She warmed her face by lifting it to the sun, then she cooled her feet in the delicious, twinkling water. She realized that the river could speak, so she asked it a question. "River, where were you born?"
"Oh," smiled the river, "thank you for asking. I was born in the purple-blue mountains. I was just a little thing then."
"And where have you travelled?" Asked the girl, her face a-light with curiosity.
"I have rushed through the mountains, before meandering through the countryside and towns. I have seen many things along my way."
"And now, Mr River? Where are you going now?"
"Well, child, I am an old river now. I have grown, and I have become deeper and wider. I must pour all of my waters into the ocean. I cannot keep them to myself anymore."
The girl trailed her hand through the small waves. "You are very generous, to give all your water away, Mr River."
The old river sparkled and laughed cheerfully. "I will receive more water in winter. Wait and see."
The little girl twirled and splashed as she laughed with the river. "That's is good Mr River, for then you can always play with me."
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"Be generous, and you will be prosperous. Help others, and you will be helped."
Proverbs 11:25
(GNB)
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| Happy river |
Happy River
The river dances
on its way,
and stops to chat;
to talk and play
ever flowing down to sea;
but first spends time
with you and me
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| Berg River |
Dear Reader,
I am sure that this post was inspired by a recent walk alongside my friend the river. I have lived near to the river for about twenty years now.
My favourite walking route takes me along a section of its banks. There is always something to see, to enjoy, or to soak in here: dancing, sparkling waves, herons, pelicans, boats, and fish. It's a busy river, yet at the same time, it is a peaceful river.
Perhaps I can learn a lesson from my friend the river, and be peaceful in the midst of busyness and even chaos.
It's possible, I realize, to have this peace; to exude peace. For the Prince of Peace abides in me.
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| High tide |
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If you enjoy poetry and rivers, you may enjoy this volume:
Copyright: story, poems, and photos: Alison Lawrence.
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With love, hugs, and prayers,
Alison
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