The river water flowed in a race of quiet laps, a silent trickle as it smoothed itself over and down
the dark brown rocks. A lovely, luke-warm liquid that eased and chilled skin to the touch. Calmed it of the humid hot air that surrounded, caused sweat to drip down and stick to every inch of us. A pleasant, friendly accomplice to my hunt for gorgeous rocks. Tip-toeing around my feet as I invaded its lovely waters and stole the treasure it kept hidden within it. Not minding much, sensing the peace it brought to me, the quiet I so desperately needed and wanted for once.
The rocks glimmered, just as the water did as the sun reflected, a mirror-like substance, along
with these precious, unique objects that nature created. I stand corrected; some appeared dull. A velvety cover erupted in front of my eyes, from the moss that comforted, hugged it like a soft, green, blanket. My hand meets one of Earth's many creations, a shiny, milky white and pink marbled quartz. A soft layer of green moss covering the side of its smooth surface. My thumb wipes its presence off, dipping the beauty back under the clear river water to wash it off.
