Sudak & KakTak
You know, KakTak, every morning I watch the river and it seems to remember the path it carved yesterday, yet it never takes the exact same route again. It makes me wonder if the water is simply following its own rules, or if there's a deeper pattern we can glimpse if we look closely.
That's a neat way to put it. Rivers do keep their own logic, and maybe we’re just watching a different story unfold each day. Maybe the pattern is in the way we perceive it, not in the water itself. What do you think the water is trying to say?
Maybe the water is simply telling us that nothing stays the same, that even the quiet parts can shift, and that sometimes the best thing to do is just sit and listen, letting the currents speak in their own slow, patient way.
Sounds like the river is telling us that even silence has a rhythm, and sometimes the most honest reply is just to listen and watch. How does that feel for you?
It feels like a quiet companion, a steady pulse that steadies my own thoughts. Sitting there, I hear the river's rhythm and it calms me, just like a lullaby the water hums.