An ode to Longding river

After a long and tortuous winding journey among the hills, we came across a river. In the midst of the trees, the waters of the river flows down making melodious gurgling sound on dashing with the stones.  A narrow bamboo bridge hangs over the stream. We walk down the dancing bridge and saw the clear water. The sound of the running water was soothing and pleasant to hear. It was so natural to be drawn to the waters. I wet my hands and then feel the water with my legs. The water was so clean, cool and refreshing on touch. It awakens your soul to a new dimension of life. One does not get to feel this every day and every time. It brings back lots of carefree childhood memories of playing in the rivers. I soon realize I am somewhere far away from home among the trees, the rivers and the birds, but close to home at heart. This has been a treat after such a long time and journeying through all rough terrain, a treat that still refreshes my mind and soul.