The Murmur of Water and the Promise of Morning

The morning is still young as the first rays of sunlight dance upon the water’s surface. Along the edge of the verdant rice fields, an irrigation channel flows ceaselessly bringing life, ripple by ripple, to the roots of the growing rice plants.

There is a peculiar serenity in the steady, rushing murmur of the water. It is never in a hurry, yet it always reaches its destination. The gentle, encroaching warmth of the sun dispels the lingering chill of the night, casting a brilliant shimmer across small pools gathered at the edge of the dry earth.

Footsteps pause here for a moment, observing the simple, elegant workings of nature: water flows, plants drink it in, and the sun provides warmth.

Sometimes, life simply needs to flow like the water in this channel finding its own path across the contours of the land, without the need to force its direction.

Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.

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@gunting	Realme C53	Nanggroe Aceh Darussalam

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