The river is a wonderful place to clear the mind.
It's a powerful reminder of the impressive strength of water.
Water wears away rock.
Water flows the path of least resistance with force and majesty.
Water fills the space that it is held within in balance and when there is too much of it for this space it over flows its banks and seeks new spaces to fill.
No matter where it flows it always seeks the path to where it can flow the easiest. There is no work because there is no effort, but a lot of power.
Water ambles, it seeps, it roars.
It moves.
It carves holes in stone, tadpoles grow within it, and you can put an arm all the way through it.
Even when water is still and not flowing like a river it still moves by being absorbed into the air.
Water - when needed changes course. It always goes where the path is easiest.
Water... is adaptable.
Water... is constant.
It is the perfect paradox.