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Another reflection on water from one of my favorite writers, Raymond Carver.? Where Water Comes Together with Other?Water I love creeks and the music they make. And rills, in glades and meadows, before they have a chance to become creeks. I may even love them best of all for their secrecy. I almost forgot to say something about the source! Can anything be more wonderful than a spring? But the big streams have my heart too. And the places streams flow into rivers. The open mouths of rivers where they join the sea. The places where water comes together with other water. Those places stand out in my mind like holy places. But these coastal rivers! I love them the way some men love horses or glamorous women. I have a thing for this cold swift water. Just looking at it makes my blood run and my skin tingle. I could sit and watch these rivers for hours. Not one of them like any other. I¡¯m 45 years old today. Would anyone believe it if I said I was once 35? My heart empty and sere at 35! Five more years had to pass before it began to flow again. I¡¯ll take all the time I please this afternoon before leaving my place alongside this river. It pleases me, loving rivers. Loving them all the way back to their source. Loving everything that increases me. On Wed, Dec 23, 2020 at 3:51 PM Fred Becker <voigtzen@...> wrote:
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