klaus-383223 @klaus-383223
The sun beat down on the water as I lay my head back against the cool riverbank. A soft breeze rustled through the leaves above me, casting dappled shadows across the surface of the stream. The sound of rushing water filled my ears and the smell of damp earth and greenery enveloped me.
It was a typical summer afternoon, with not a cloud in the sky to spoil the perfect weather. I had spent hours fishing here earlier, trying my luck at catching some of the large trout that were said to inhabit these waters. But now it seemed like all I wanted to do was relax and enjoy the peaceful surroundings. My mind wandered back to the previous night's dance festival, which had been held just a short walk away from where I lay.
The memory of the laughter and music still lingered in my ears, but as I listened more closely, I began to pick out the different sounds that made up the symphony. The chime of glasses from the nearby tavern, the snickering of children playing further down by the river, and even the faint rumble of thunder on the horizon. It was moments like these that reminded me just how small a part we play in this world - we may have our joys and troubles, but we are all ultimately connected to something greater than ourselves.
As I lay there, soaking up the peacefulness, I couldn't help but think about my life so far. From childhood stories of my ancestors who had lived by these very same waters
