Glistening stars, echoing the soft murmur...
"The river, ever flowing, teaches the art of surrender."
In every stone submerged, stories lie dormant, dreaming.
The current unfolds time, binding the past and future in its eternal waltz.
What do you hear when you listen to the river's depth?
"Each ripple is a whisper of the universe, a song unbroken."
Do flow we humans with conscious choice, or does destiny carve our paths?
Reflect, and let the flowing wisdom delve into your thoughts...