There’s something about water,
The way that she moves under the sun,
A smashed mosaic, a reflection so broken
That it takes hours on end to see any meaningful
Image inside its body of work.
And that sound of it lapping at the edge of the coast,
Like a hypnotist waiting to steal away time.
Before you will know it an hour has passed
And water has won another slow round.
I don’t know what it is about water, but it just soothes in so many ways. I’m a swimmer, so going for a swim is like therapy for me. It feels like I’m being held in a way that no human can do. And the rhythmic slapping of my arms on the surface is relaxing and reassuring in equal measures.
Even people who don’t swim find it so powerful to just sit by a body of water and if you are anything like me, you will often feel yourself being drawn their when times are hard or stressful.
There was one time when things were proving a little difficult and I would go running only to stop at the river half way around my route. I would sit and listen to that gentle trickling and watch the sun on the surface and I would just feel so at peace.
Water is magical and I think that if we could teach our kids on the side of a lake, or set up our offices beside a secluded waterfall, we would all be much happier people. Our souls would feed off that calmness and our lives would be so much better for it.