Some days The river is silver, cold, brutal…totally out of character as a harsh wind blows in from the north.

Sunlight glitters from the dark blue surface merrily cavorting with the passing waves—- evidencing the joy of a hot summer day.

I have seen the water appear green like a jealous rival filled with harsh envy.

I have been enthralled by countless reflections that speak to me of a complexity that could only be known fully by a higher being.

The water—my thoughts and moods–are inexplicably tied in a daily dance toward some unknown end.
Do you see yourself reflected in your surroundings?