It was a new day, like any other day, yet it felt so different to the stream. The wind brushed her surface gently and she felt rejuvenated by it. This would be a great day, she knew.
He had slept peacefully by the side of the stream all night and had had the best sleep in a long while. As he prepared for the road ahead he couldn't help but feel exited. There was something special in the day he knew. And his feeling was right, just few hours into his journey he saw her by the road. She was so calm and peaceful like him. She was so simple and yet so beautiful.
As he walked up to her fear tried to grip him once again. The fear of going through all the pain again. But soon it was all gone. And so he walked up to her.
The stream had seen this. She couldn't contain her happiness and she started flowing a little faster. She went by their side as they talked and then all of a sudden she fell from the cliff, and turned into a beautiful waterfall. Their was anguish now. She wanted to know what happened of them. But as her waters fell to the ground she realized; her journey had culminated. She had become what she had to. The anguish was replaced by a beautiful lasting image of them talking to each other. She knew it was never for her to know whether they ended up together. Her task was to guide him to her and she had done it. Perhaps they would end up together and would embark on a new journey together on yet another beautiful road.
Or maybe they wouldn't and then there would be yet other streams guiding them on their paths. One thing was certain; their journey had not ended, if anything it had just begun.
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