Time is a river, eternally flowing.
Every instant that passes is a tiny droplet of time. Each precious drop creates new rippling beauty. The hourglass drips, drips, drips.
Peer into this stone basin of crystal water…
Walk with me along the river
It is early morning.
The sun is rising slowly, and all is very still.
Is beauty something simple? Look more closely.
Our eyes see nothing but reflected light. Reflections on the water are like shining glimpses of a higher world, a world that we cannot touch and barely fathom. Perhaps that is our own world.