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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: River (08/31/06)

TITLE: My Journey
By Kristi Wood


I was born high in the mountains in the early spring. I was constantly moving throughout my early childhood. Of course, the bigger I grew the faster my life seemed to get. Until one day I just slowed down. I had joined a larger community and spent many years going through the motions of an average adult. At the time I felt a pull on me. I felt the urge to continue on my life’s journey but at the same time I was also frustrated with the feeling that I was crashing into a solid wall.

Today I have decided to find a way out of here. As I have circulated throughout this community I have heard rumors of an escape path. And I know there must be a way out since there are many entrances into this place where others join but at the same time our community stays the same size. So I know it is there; I just have to search until I find it.

Letting myself feel the pull of gravity I travel to the barrier that has always kept me here. But instead of getting frustrated and moving away I begin a methodical search for the secret outlet. About a third of the way across the wall I feel myself falling down a dark hole. At the bottom of the tunnel I bang hard against a paddle that turns under my weight. I can feel the power that is sapped from the flow of water as it travels through the tunnels and over the paddles. But the drop has given me extra energy so I continue on, undeterred.

I am finally on my way again. I do love to travel. And now I find that traveling as an adult is much different that when I was a child. Instead of climbing over rocks and under tree roots I can now carve my own path through soil and rock. I hardly resemble my earlier self and I can hardly remember those days of travel. One day I will flow into an endless ocean where I belong.

I am a river called Time. I can only flow one way. I can be diverted and even captured in a large pool of seemingly sameness. But I still flow on. I can never be completely stopped until I flow into the ocean of Eternity. As relentless as gravity, I can be observed but not controlled. And no invention of man can rob me of all my strength. At times I seem to run fast and wild while at others I appear slow and meandering. But all that time I am ever flowing onward. Once I merge with Eternity I will take on its salty properties and cease forever to be fresh water.

I do not know how far away from the ocean I am now or what my total length is. Some rivers reach the sea without joining with its peers or gathering into a great reservoir. Some rivers stretch for miles and seem to last forever. But one cannot tell which type of river I am from the banks. Only from high in orbit can one gain the perspective to see such details. And there is only One who exists outside of the River of Time and can see its total length. I can only trust Him to watch over my journey.

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Donna Powers 09/07/06
very lovely!
lynn rodgers09/08/06
Frances Roberts09/09/06
Marvelous way with words. Loved it. Made me think and I want to read it again.
Jan Ackerson 09/10/06
Absolutely beautiful.
Aylin Smith 09/10/06
How beautiful.
Joanne Sher 09/10/06
What a neat approach! I definitely loved your second to last paragraph the best - great explanation/detail there! Very nice!!
Donna Haug09/10/06
I like how you personified the river/time. My only suggestion would be the in the phrase "power that is sapped from the flow of water", maybe you could continue to personify the water. ie. power that is sapped from me (or something like that). Cool take on the topic.