Yet Somehow The Thing That Startled Me

Water Is Powerful. It Can Wash Away Earth, Put Out Fire, And Even Destroy Iron.

Even Stone Can Be Worn Down With Enough Rain.

At The Temple There Is A Poem Called "loss" Carved Into The Stone. It Has Three Words, But The Poet Has Scratched Them Out. You Cannot Read Loss, Only Feel It.

We Must Use Whatever Methods We Can To Understand The Movement Of The Universe Around Us And Time Our Actions So That We Are Not Fighting The Currents, But Moving With Them.

Can't You See? Every Step I Have Taken, Since I Was That Child On The Bridge, Has Been To Bring Myself Closer To You.