The river may be wide, but it can be crossed

THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

 

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Many a time have I merely closed my eyes at the end of yet another troublesome day and soaked my bruised psyche in wild water, rivers remembered and rivers imagined. Rivers course through my dreams, rivers cold and fast, rivers well-known and rivers nameless, 

rivers that seem like ribbons of blue water twisting through wide valleys, narrow rivers folded in layers of darkening shadows, rivers that have eroded down deep into the mountain’s belly, sculpted the land, peeled back the planet’s history exposing the texture of time itself. — (Harry Middleton,On the Spine of Time or Rivers of Memory)

 

http://www.africarm.org/crossing-the-river-689/

http://www.rivers.gov/quotations.php

 

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