A river is a body of water… water as the source of life is both the giver and taker. Silence is the presence of contemplation… mute being an essence of deep thought. The stream that flows each day, waves intermittently and never the same… as goes where the wind may blow… A character of words is but a summary of a greater picture… you think of it… and understand why there is something called… silent river…
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