When you hear the splash
Of the water drops that fall
Into the stone bowl
You will feel that all the dust
Of your mind is washed away.


Soften my heart,
O God of living waters,
that the shower of Scripture
I am about to read
may enrich the soil of my soul.

Rain down your wisdom
in sacred streams
to carry me like an upturned leaf
through the currents of this gray day.

~Edward Hays, Prayers for a Planetary Pilgrim


I have never seen a river that I could not love. Moving water . . .
has a fascinating vitality. It has power and grace and associations.
It has a thousand colors and a thousand shapes, yet it follows laws
so definite that the tiniest streamlet is an exact replica of a great river.
~Roderick Haig-Brown

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