An old weathered palm tree emerged from the seemingly impenetrable sandy beach. I leaned back against its rough surface as the waves of the emerald blue ocean slowly crawled to my feet. They lapped relentlessly against the shore as if trying to take me back with them. The wind blew gently over the top of the distant incoming waves as they mirrored back the competing rays of sun. With each reflection, I narrowly squinted my eyes and contin

Fishing was something that I enjoyed more than anything. I had spent much of my growing up years slipping on the rocks that lined the bottom of this riverbed like mosaic tiles. Although it had been quite some time since I had visited "the river", the smooth sound of the water as it meandered by welcomed me back. As the sun beat down, racing its way through the trees, I was reminded of the experiences I had with the stream before. Taking the fresh cool water and dripping it down my neck, I realized what draws me to these majestic places. To understand this barrier of life, a barrier that separated me from this underworld of water.

All existence seems to fade into a being. Memories past and present, would leave with them impressions of the future. These memories always brought me back to the river which cut through my town, and the water which had brought me closer to the line of spirituality.

I knew that I could not drink the seemingly infinite volume of water which surrounded me, so I headed for a nearby stream. Kneeling down, I penetrated the stream with cupped hands and raised the fresh water to my dry lips. I was unable to control the water as it sifted through my fingers and ran down my arms, as if trying to escape back to the stream. I licked my salty lips and drank. I had never before tasted a more refreshing drink of water. This euphoric experience was one that I savore

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