Moksha – p.19

December 6, 2012 at 4:39 pm 1 comment

Moksha pulled away and began to run downstream. She shouted back at the herd, “I am already refreshed, I can go now!” She could see the wisdom of their delay but she could not stand around waiting when there might be something she could do to help.

She had not run far when she heard the rush of water grow louder, so loud that it drowned out all other sound. She stopped short when the trees before her gave way to nothing; she had reached the edge of the land. Far below, the river raged. Moksha turned and beheld the great waterfall that fed the river. Her heart raced, her thoughts scattered, and she stamped her feet, almost in a panic. This powerful water scared her into inaction, but only for a short while. She remembered the two elders and began looking around the base of the waterfall.

She could see nothing but white water, spray and foam.

Moksha convinced herself that they must have been carried further downstream, and she had to find a way to get down into the promised land so she could help them. So intent on this, so sure of herself, she decided she could ride the waterfall down, just as they must have done.

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