The Water Played

The music started playing. She can hear it from afar. It is very faint, yet she can distinguish that melody she loves so much. Down the hill she walks, guided by the music. She stops to a sound she even loves more dearly than music, the sound of the water falling. It was flowing so gently down the softly lit rocks. She loves water so much. For her it means life. Only water can really touch her heart so gently, so tenderly. Only water can go past those walls, break into her castle and reach the places nothing else can reach. Nothing else can soften that heart that much. It was such a beautiful place to be in. The sound of water and music were mixing together, then pouring into her own heart, washing it and bringing it so much peace and pleasure.