The Calm Creek moves quietly through the land, carving out its place in the world.
The water quenches the thurst of plants and animals, as it moves some things to other locations. Calm, yet persistent, the water wears away rock to sand. Large things become small with time. But the Calm Creek grows to join a river, and the river flows to join the sea.
So too I strive to become like the water.
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