on the river bank...

On a lovely morning

i sat by the river bank

absorbing the beauty of nature...

 

The white and grey water soared past me,

hitting the rocks on the shore

and sprayed ice-cold droplets on me...

 

As i gently slipped my feet into the water

i started to shiver with delight

at the crisp chillness of the water

and the smoothness of the rocks below...

the sound of the forceful water hitting the rocks

was music to my ears...

it was like a divine musical

played by the river spirit

just for me...

 

As i played in the water,

I realised,

water was more powerful than wind

as it can smoothen even the

hardest of rocks into a

glossy and beautiful pebble...

when i saw this i understood

that life is like a river

which smoothens and polishes

us into beautiful pebbles...

 

The choice is ours..

to stay away from the river

and still be a rock

or let it turn us into a beautiful pebble..