I look through the years

I look through the years like a man peering down a dark tunnel. The light of my life illuminating such a short way. The noise of water that pours forth and bars my way from whence I came, is the same for every man. It is that eternal motion from the Source. We are but leaves in the water settling to the bottom as we are worn to shreds. Peering down the tunnel, we peer into our nature, and the light of all life is enough to illumine the Truth.