Reflection
As I sit by the water:
A leaf that falls upon the calm, gentle waters
is the same leaf that gets carried
into the churning rapids.
Very often, we are like that unsuspecting leaf
in wanting for the calm to return;
and just as that fallen leaf...
we find hope upon those waters.
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2020
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