���������� CHAPTER 3� [ the cool stream ]
����� There placid, with the subtleness and gentleness which was, THE BEGGAR. The robe fell upon the rock, next to the flowing of a stream. A small stream, with an eddy pool off to the side area. With a sandy bottom to support the water above. Chillness in the warmth of the summer heat. Falling from the high spots of the mountains. Down to the below, which opens its arms to the flowing water.
������� Slowly walking into the wade of the stream. Feeling the days heat of the body flowing out into the cool of the stream. There resting and finding the fullness of the flowing water. Swirling around the limp limbs, the water continued its progressive work. Further pulling from the bones and marrow. Calling the worldliness of the body, to surrender to its calling ways.
������ GOD, rested in the soul of, THE BEGGAR. Finding, the searching and seeking had rested for the moment. Releasing its hold upon, THE BEGGAR, for the moment of the streams eternity. Letting, THE BEGGAR, find the reward of the solemn moment. It was a moment waited for in the course of the days travel.
A travel which seemed to never end. Only taking refuge, with the passage of time. Calling and finding a remote answer in the winds of time.
������ Crying would fill a part of the days travel. A tear filled, JOY,� over the bliss attained, toward GOD and the UNIVERSE. Finding in the passage of time a reward. Holding onto that reward and cherishing that reward for all eternity. An eternity which lasted for the life of, THE BEGGAR. Calling forth, for the reward of time. In the ending, a lasting reward of captured time essence.�