What is it about the sound of water that draws you in,
Then just as suddenly sends your mind floating away?
Lost in the moment …
I found myself also transported back through time and space, from Belgium to Pennsylvania just like that, first in the late 1800s of the pre-industrial age and then in a blink a hundred years ahead to me-still-in-school, until eventually I snapped out of it and — poof! — twenty years forward, back to the present, back on my bike, peddling ahead.
I knew my way home, only I was unsure if I’d make it on time. It was a shame I couldn’t take the stream instead:
I’d be there in an instant if I could.