Water woman roars down the incline slapping, pushing, grinding against everything in her way. I can hear her impulsiveness and see her impatience as I approach. One by one I place rocks across a shallow flat stretch of the stream. I cannot stop her from thrashing down the hill, but I can provide a short rest in a pool where we can share a relaxing moment or two. The water stills around me. I try to show how subtle ripples can be as interesting as whitewater. She is mesmerized by the way they bounce and change direction. She stops long enough to talk to me. I am all wet from building my dam. She sees me covered in water and is suspicious.
"What have you been doing to me?"
"Trying to give you a break so you can relax for a moment." I responded.
"I do not need a break."
"Not if you don't mind dying young."
"I don't mind."
"I mind for you. Perhaps I am selfish, but I want you to have a happy and healthy long life."
"Why would you want that for me? That doesn't make sense."
"It makes perfect sense to anyone who knows love."
"I know love and it doesn't make sense to me,"
"I don't mean to argue with you, but you know of love, like you know of magic. But you can do neither love nor magic at will, so you do not know them."
"What do you want from me?" she looked at me accusingly.
"I want you to learn to be you. Then I get to see who you are. That is what I get."
"That doesn't seem like much. You don't want more than that?"
"Ha ha ha. There is no "more than that". That is everything. We live to share important things with others. What is more important than one's self? When you realize this it will be your turn to build a dam for someone else."
"I still don't get it."
"Sometimes you need to search your heart and draw upon faith. I know you do not have much faith in humanity, but there are people who are as far to the good side as others are to the bad side."
"I don't believe you."
"Not yet. But, I am not done here. I can do love and magic at will. Would you bet against that combination?"
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Love IS magic... In every way imaginable.
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Intriguing write! I loved reading it... the power of love and magic hey!
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magic is a funny word.
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Scratching Head...
Love and magic? lethal combination? Speechless.
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Magic is proof...love isn't?... What a wonderfully illogical and counterintuitive statement. I see where we disagree now. You think of love as being loved. That is meaningless to me. I think of love as loving, something I do. I care not one whit if anyone else loves me. That is an unexpected bonus should it happen. As for magic, love is the proof of magic. Love is life itself. Is life itself not magical? The story ends when the water stops flowing, my friend, not before.
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Roaring applauses and standing ovations.
And as all stories my friend, they must end. Closing the book and completing what was done. As for your view on love, it would seem you are comparing it to the same as learning magic. Magic is proof...love isnt. But a wonderful write nevertheless.
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what made her so suspicious hmmmmm?
a song came gliding downhill
and then wrote itself in reeds
it sang of oceans and of shores
it whispered of sweet needs
the reeds then got inspired
and began to sway in breeze
and gradually within the song
a nymph began to breath
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Myra
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It is not over...what gives you that idea? Such a story is just starting...
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Facinating
Fascinating story...
'I can do love and magic at will. Would you bet against that combination?'
very interesting ending...
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Beautiful story! I wouldn't take that bet, not now.
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love and majic both relying on faith... nice xxx
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