Today I hiked the Nashoba Brook trail. The brook runs through this conservation land from north to south, and I encountered it in a number of spots along my way.
At this spot, I sat for some time facing the sun, feeling the warmth on my face and letting the sound of the water fill my listening. As the water fell closer toward the light it slowed.
Rushing water falls, and only when it slows down and becomes calm can it reflect its own beauty and its place in everything around it.
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