I can hear the rush of the water long before I feel it’s mist upon my face. It catches my attention and makes me stop to listen.
The sound of a flowing river. A strong rushing current of cool, refreshing waters. Where is it coming from? Where does it lead? The sound draws me. It is both peaceful and invigorating. I long to stand before it and see it’s power, feel it’s cleansing coolness on my aching soul.