“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
“I am haunted by waters.”
— Norman Maclean, “A River Runs Through It”
River Fluvia at Olot, Bridge of San Roc, Catalonia, taken by Wamito, Wikimedia Commons
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 
Eric, I know how much you love poetry. I don’t know if you remember DM Yates from back when on The Book Marketing Network, but she has joined me over on Wattpad and published this poem that I am leaving the link for.
I told her about you and Dagda Publishing. Not sure if she ever got in touch. Here’s the link
http://www.wattpad.com/story/38529957-stepping-stones-to-love-honor-and-respect
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