Watch the river flow

 BLOG LAURAH HARRISON 

25 AUGUST 2025

Watch the river flow

Watch the river flow

What makes it so

Tell me why does it flows 

From here to there and so far from where it all began 

Watch the water cascade 

Frothing bubbling swirling 

One minute streams of white

Then, deep impenetrable  depths that only give glimpses of colour

Murky blue....

mossy Green and  brilliant browns and rusty reds on golden sands

Glassy marble sheets that turn into veils of spray 

A hundred thousand droplets falling as one 

Music...ryhme...chime

Sometimes slow....winding and sometimes desperately  still.....silent ....enchanting

Torquise  and opal blue

Colours  floating  glistening on the rushing waters 

The forest green shining from depths below 

calling  calling, but there is no stopping 

Think of all the stones and huge huge rocks. And boulders 

Constantly  caressed  by the softest of water 

Never ceasing ...never ending 

Does the water find the rock hard 

Does the rock think the water is tender is gentle .....

Where is the river rushing to 

It flows under fallen trees

That lies like a bridge 

Inviting anyone... anything to walk across

It paints different pictures 

Mossy banks and stones 

Deep ravines and gorges

Running free through woodland forest 

Swirling churning, tumbling, turning disappearing 

Submerging ...and once again appearing through earth sand and stone 

Always always free 

A rebeĺ.spirit

Untamed wild as it should be

Going where only it knows

Answering only to the caller 

A distant sea ..a faraway ocean ...so far ...so far 

Unseen unheard, but surely there

What calls the river

What makes it flow makes it rush so

Unstoppable.  Unbreakable 

Free free free to flow 

Changing form to suit the terrain 

Whether soft or slow 

Moving  moving always moving 

Flowing ... vital, ....heading to a place unknown 

Distant shores 

The ocean calls 

The ocean waits 

Countless miles over stone and sand 

Shadey trees..

Far off mountains 

This river has passed them all 

And will carry their essence

A bit of each 

To the ocean, all of it 

It remembers all 

Once in the Ocean 

It will stop at every shore

Say hello and back it goes

To come calling, but it will stop at the shore 

No more a rushing river

It knows to stop at the shore

Just gentle waves that lapp back and forth

It knows 

It just knows

To stop at every shore

Say hello and go 

The Ocean knows