Stories Collected While Living in France

French la Vie

By a Roman Road the RIver Calls

Under the bridge

 

Up the road, not far from our home, there is a Roman road…

Stones placed one by one smooth and silently singing.

Hundreds of years later another road was built bypassing the old one,

A river runs under the stone arch bridge.

Its story speaks,

Under the bridge,

Between the stones,

Running free swirling around in the river.

 

 

Roman road

 

Words like the rain, one drop after another,

Sometimes soft as a velvet morning and other times deafen,

Hard as hail.

"What did you say?"

It runs on,

I try to catch the tail end. 

 

A river runs through it

 

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it…One of life's quiet excitements is to stand somewhat apart from yourself and watch yourself softly becoming the author of something beautiful even if it is only a floating ash.” via Norman MacLean; A River Runs Through it.

 

 

Run deep run wild the river under the bridge

 

So it goes running deep and wild.

Listen. It doesn't hold back.

Where does your river run?

 

 

River bridge stone

A view of where I live.

By a Roman road.

Comments

18 responses to “By a Roman Road the RIver Calls”

  1. Star

    This looks like a place I could spend hours – a place to fill the senses.
    Instead, I am at work and a blizzard rages outside. Hope my dear husband can make it to pick me up in an hour!

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  2. carol

    Love your pictures and word pictures. I can almost hear the river. When we lived on the east coast and also when traveling north on the west coast I’ve so enjoyed seeing rivers, lakes and streams, which are sadly lacking in southern California.
    Those Romans were sure hard workers!

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  3. Linda R.

    Montana author Norman MacLean’s A River Runs Through It is one of my all-time favorite books. Hope you have occasion to read it. As always your photos are beautiful as are your thoughts/words.

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  4. Ardis in Oregon

    The flowing creek runs down the small quiet valley. It merges with the roaring Rogue. Onward to the coast. Along the way there is civilization but mostly wilderness. The animals are various: cougars, raccoons, badgers, deer, elk, bear, eagles, hawks, salmon, steelhead, frogs. The Oregon environment is diversified and certainly different from my homeland of southern California!

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  5. Tongue in Cheek

    Hi Linda R.
    I have, and like you consider it a favorite.
    The movie also;
    C

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  6. carol

    It is beautiful. The road, river, bridge, your words and the view-all beautiful.

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  7. Shelley Noble

    Gorgeous quote, Corey. Thank you. For pointing out the river.

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  8. Debra

    It looks like heaven to me.

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  9. kelleyn

    Beautiful!

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  10. Jeanne

    Beautiful indeed.
    Much love and many blessings
    I love all you share.
    I love you
    Tell Annie I send my love

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  11. Linda P.

    My metaphorical river runs toward hopes of peace on this globe of ours, but it’s certainly awash with turbulence right now. My physical river is the mighty Colorado which loops in a 270-degree arc around my neighborhood, about a half mile from my house. The Colorado is much diminished due to the prolonged drought here in Central Texas although our drought conditions have eased in recent months. I often hike beneath a rusty old bridge that a train thunders over each morning.

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  12. Bev

    So beautiful! The bridge, the river…I’d have trouble tearing myself away from that gorgeous place!

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  13. Teddee Grace

    How lucky you are to be surrounded by such historical beauty.

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  14. Laurie SF

    To run alongside a Roman Road.
    O Momma Mia!

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  15. Sharon Penney-Morrison

    Excellent book. I have been on a Roman built bridge, and slid carefully on the bank to walk under the stone arches. Easier going down then coming up!! And yes, there was water winding through the rocks.
    Thank you for the memory. hugs

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  16. Ana

    The river where I live is the River Thames which runs through London, it has twists and turns and is murky and dark, but every now and again you come across parts of it that bend and flow and are beautiful and serene, places where time stands still and you can get lost in nature.
    I don’t know where my river runs, it is clouded in mist at the moment, I cannot see where I am heading, or what lies ahead, I hope that my faith is strong enough for me to wait patiently for the mist to lift and reveal the next bend of the river on my journey.
    The ebb and flow of my life.

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  17. Marilyn

    Beautiful river and Roman bridge.
    I remember a Roman bridge that probably was not far from you. When I saw it, it took my breath away. We stopped for awhile. An artist was sitting nearby painting it. Oh so beautiful!

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  18. Kathie B

    I was awe-struck when you took us walking along a bit of the Roman road nearby. All I could think of was high school Latin: “Gallia est omnis divisa in partes tres…”

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