What is it about water that speaks to us? Just being near a glistening body of water centers me, calms me. I love the pounding turquoise waves crashing against the sandy beach, or the rhythm of the tumbling waters of a waterfall. Relaxing beside a meandering rocky creek makes me breath in deeply and appreciate the moment.
I try to capture that moment, hold it in my hand like a miniature photograph. When I am feeling stressed or blue, I attempt to remember the quiet peace the water brought to my soul. Too often, however, I cannot recapture that peace. It flows away as quickly as the water drops flow down a river. Maybe one day I will learn how to capture that moment. Until then, I guess I will continue to make my way to the waters when I can.