So easily I forget the gentle place from where all good springs.

It is not a place of epic proportions, in fact, it is small and sometimes well hidden.

It is where the seeds of forgiveness reside, where they can be quietly nurtured.

Inevitably, the time comes when that forgiveness will flourish and can no longer be contained within boundaries.

Once it has been let loose, its flow is almost unstoppable as it moves out into the world.

So strong does it grow that ultimately I am able to forgive myself for forgetting.


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Did you see the nymphs on the rocks in the first picture? Just amazing.
This is the last Gather article I'm reading tonight... I'm taking the beautiful images of flowing water with me to bed. Thanks for sharing your message and your photos, Tonia... they are a fitting end, a benediction, to a good day.
thanks...
I think the first photo is exquisite!
We must be refreshed at the "hidden spring".