The Language Of Flow
The river carves its living path,
where life coexists—in motion, in choice.
Wisdom flows from water to land,
to air and back again—
a cycle eternal,
woven in the breath of the earth.
Morning rises with quiet promise,
where bonds are born in stillness and light,
and each new day offers the gift
to write, to rewrite—
to begin again.
The pathways of our family,
where wisdom is embedded in perspective,
experience held gently in the hands,
and words become vessels of life lived.
Where bonds are united by shared sight,
where knowing passes without sound,
and mornings bloom with the chance
to become and to be.
Written by: Arianne Carrillo