Water remembers It gathers in the clouds rests upon mountains, Finds it’s voice in rivers And awakens forests, flowers, and fields. It asks for nothing yet gives, to all. The mountain stands because the river listens The river flows because the mountains let goes. Roots embrace the earth Branches borrow the sky. Each held by the other each completing the whole. Nothing lives alone Everything belongs. Soft, pulsating, Vibrating, Alive— Such is the Rythm of life!!