"I stood by the river and watched the water float by implacably, unaware of my power to bend its course to my will. I stepped into the waters and I stood in the river, a monolith, as I bathed in Heaven's pure light while the waves broke upon my body, the water forced to find a new path. I laughed deep, the sound cleansing my lungs and throat as the water washed over my soul. I stepped back on land and looked down in pity at the river, still floating by, still unaware of the lasting impression I had made."
[Painting: "River Telfi" by Mark Cox. See his Gallery here.]