wild brook

In keeping with my sparkler theme, I have concluded that I am most like a wild brook, not a placid lake, a roaring ocean or a singing stream... a wild brook. What are you? We are each unique and beautiful. I really love water, it is my element. Most of my fondest memories involve water. When I was a child, my dad would get home from work early and we would go to Lake Michigan and eat dinner on the beach. I would frolic in the waves and never have a single care. I still can not keep my self away from waves, I love them completely. I lived steps away from the ocean when I was a young mom. I would stroll my son over and we would watch the sunset over the ocean almost every evening. These are the moments that have shaped my life.
These are the spirit meals that have enriched my soul. The wild brook does not say to the placid lake, you are lovelier than me. Nor the ocean to the waterfall, I am stronger than you. Nature is, in its own way, the teacher of humility and balance. The more humanity learns of its constant beauty the more humanity will find peace.