From separate mountain peaks, different, yet the same... Two rivers draw from this powerful source the wisdom of the ages, the energy of many lifetimes, the wonderment of children.Beginning as gentle streams, nourishing and cherishing the earth, Tripping, leaping joyfully into the air, Droplets and splashes to tumble to the valley below.
To finally find one another, separate, yet the same body... Two waterfalls at once powerful and gentle, thunder down twin mountains shouting joyfully at each other across the valley.
Float-falling like spring flowers and autumn leaves, The two join in passionate embrace like the lovers they were destined to be. Mingled waters flow together as one, For as long as it may take to get to the sea.
- Kate Lightwalker
November 1994
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