Shared Springs

The river that flows into me comes from the same spring as yours. I feel its gentle currents weaving through my soul, a reminder of our shared origin. Each ripple carries whispers of our intertwined destinies, echoing the harmony of our beginnings. As it meanders through the landscape of my being, it nourishes the roots of my existence, just as it does yours.

In moments of stillness, I sense the unity of our paths, the way our waters merge and diverge, only to find each other again. The river is a testament to our connection, a silent promise that no matter where we wander, we are bound by the same source. It is a bond that transcends time and distance, a flow that is eternal and unbroken.

As I stand by the riverbank, I am filled with a profound sense of belonging. The water that courses through me is a part of you, and in that realization, I find peace. We are two streams of the same essence, forever linked by the spring that gave us life.

© Beatriz Esmer

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