, or, at times of greater flow, seems to surge out of the rocks.
This little stream was not as it seemed. Had I not turned aside at the little stream flowing across the paved trail. Had I not gone back for a second look, I would not know the truth about this stream.
How often, we look, but fail to see. How often we jump to conclusions based on very limited information. I did this with the little wet weather stream. I have done the same with people. To truly understand someone we must consider not only what we see here and now, but we must take the time to see from whence they have come. You may be surprised what you find if you simply look up steam. You can learn where they came from. You can learn about what has shaped them. And in learning these things, you will have taken the time to see, and, maybe yourself to be seen, the complexity that is the human spirit, shaped by life's origin and the things along the path that have brought us to this very place.
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