Water

In admiration we stand and look at water. This great mass, so tranquil and calm, yet so strong. The power that drives it, the momentum that pushes, forces and destroys. It moves trees, cars, even stone, yet so quiet, still and calm. So elegant and sensual.
The sea, a river, a lake. This great mass of water gathering to form this community, this fellowship this unison of H2O. United, gathered, together they stand as one to form this mass that can move even bridges.

Then comes the call!
The call for a journey! The call for an Odyssey! It is the birth of something new, a call for a pioneer spirit. An awakening of a desire within. Will the call be answered? Not knowing what lies ahead, what we'll need to face. Uncertain if we will even make it through. It is a call for something new. A call for the outside, a call into the unknown. The strength from within, the Source the strength. A call for the birth of a new stream.

But...but... I am not strong enough. There are all these things, these obstacles I need to face, need to endure. There's sand, plants, trees, rocks, how will I face these obstacles and still stand?
But water, water always finds a way. Water perseveres!

Water knows the Source, but it is the destination that's secret.
Perseverance is the map, the way to the destination. Perseverance knows no obstacle too big.
No matter the size of the obstacle, water always finds a way!

In myself I am a stream, but the Source the motivity!
Now a stream, now a river... Now a Lake!