I relaxed on the gentle slope alongside the river flowing through the mountain valley. Cupping my knees with my arms, I lifted my eyes to look out across the silken ribbon streaming in front of me — its beginning and end I knew not.
Its Creator, though, I know well.
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Blue and I relaxed on the gentle slope alongside the river flowing through the mountain valley. I rubbed his head and looked out across the silkened ribbon streaming in front of me — its beginning and end I knew not.
Its Creator I know well.
Peace whispered to me from afar as I thought about everything … thought about nothing. Back and forth. Everything. Nothing. Sometimes a brain gets worn out from thinking too much. It short-circuits and says, “No more, my dear. No more.”
That was me on this beautiful summer afternoon.
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