Departure and Arrival
Sometime in the past, Time has departed. It split into two little creeks and floated through space, each stream having its own pace.
One was unpredictable, turbulent, and brisk. It conquered spectacular peaks of mountains and plunged into abysmal depths of gulches rushing through all possible crevasses and humps along the way.
Another one was rolling unhurriedly through hills and valleys hugging thin blades of grass, savoring flowers’ nectar, drinking sparkling air, and carrying slivers of sunshine.
Many years and lives passed.
One day Rambunctious Creek recalled about his sibling and thought how far behind that unfortunate slow fella might be. He decided to check on him and changed his path.
One day Appreciative Creek recalled about his sibling and thought how far ahead that crazy fast dude might be. He decided to check on him and adjusted his path.
Neither too early nor too late, neither ahead nor behind, but at the quaint time when Time had arrived, they met, neither one better nor worse, just dignifyingly different and intimately related.
