Fishing in the Sunset

This is what I dream of when ..one day I have my kayak....sitting on the river embraced by the beautiful color of the sunset.

Today down at the river I met some of those strange beings who are loud and raucous...who love to use nature for their own recreation but have no regard for it.
I shake my head in disbelief and feel a sadness.....to say anything would be a waste of time.

I am feeling so unwell...I think I need to go to bed.

Before you speak, let your words pass through three gates.
At the first gate, ask yourself, ‘Is it true?’
At the second ask, ‘Is it necessary?’
At the third gate ask ‘Is it kind?

Rumi (not the dog)