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Editor,
Comes the water from on high up where the snow leopards and mountain goats live, pretty and pure, very generous, “the living waters,” sparkling cold and clear.
Alpine basins catching rain and snow, the shady creeks mossy and cool, let it down slow to hot valleys.
Shaded snow banks melt all summer long.
Humans are not the creators of this essential high gift, however, down lower where they dam and divert water into ditches, they call it irrigation. They fight about too much, not enough, who is the boss, who owns, who controls?
Forgetting that water is from the same power that makes their heart beat; Forgetting to be humble about water, to speak softly, gently;
Forgetting to act generous to one another.
Gary Le Deau
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