A River Runs Through It

When the river speaks

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.
The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.”
― Norman Maclean

Composition By:
Kay Lynn Gabaldon

The-Arcanum-tag

Featured Artist:
 Woodsons Mill in Beaverdam
Chris Rand

 

 

Woodsons Mill in Beaverdam - Chris Rand

Woodsons Mill in Beaverdam – Chris Rand

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