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The Flow of Eternity

I was out walking not to long ago on a path by the river. I stoped at a wooden observation pier and looked out and let my mind relax and let myself dwell upon my solitude. The first thing I felt was the heat of the sun it pierced every part of me and tried to fill me but I was still empty. The heat and exercise had raised a film of sweat that sought to cool me with it's caress, but it did nothing but remind me that there was no true cooling touch to take away my heat. Though the hot air was mostly stagnant and opressive occasionally a warm breeze would blow across neck and shoulders trying in vain to soothe my solitude but with no words it was meaningless. Breathing deeply I glanced upward into that perfect field of azure and felt truely miniscule beneath it's majesty. Bringing my gaze downward again I saw the far bank to the south of me, and I wondered if there was anyone else looking across that barrier of silt strewn water as I was.
Then I looked down at the slow moving river beneath me and a strange feeling of peace washed over me. I looked to the east upriver to the Rocky Moutains soaring above me, and I remembered that in the begining eveything sits so high up, your dreams, your expectations, and even your desires. The purity and innocent simplicity of those heights stay with us in our core just like the river. But as we flow through time and life we gather things we did not intend that corrupts the pure water and the simplicity of the path. As the debris of on the edges of our flow fall in and slow our pace causing us to meader to avoid the obsticles that seek to halt our journey taking us away from simplicity of stright forward movement into a complex weave that gets more confusing as it goes along. Then I turned to the west and the end of the journey this where the river meets the sea. I found comfort in that as I knew the river would cease it's struggles and sink into something greater and all the debris from it's flow from the mountains would fall away and it could be just water again. and I looked down at the gurgling flow and I felt a comfort that somethings just happen as the water flows out to the sea. I walked away from the river comforted that it has flowed there since before I was born and will contiue to do so long after I was dust, for the moment of my life is nothing compared to the flow of eternity.