"Where the River Listens"

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Bear drinks not just from the river, but from the well of old truths

"Where the River Listens"
 
They say the bear walks where stories rest—in the bend of the river, beneath the silent trees, under the watch of the moon. In his steps, the land remembers. Each swirl on his coat is a prayer whispered by those who came before, each tree a witness carved in silence.
 
The fish he meets is not just food, but a voice from the water, reminding him of balance—how life is taken only when needed, how abundance is always a gift, never a right. The moon watches this meeting not with judgment, but with memory.
 
And so, the bear drinks not just from the river, but from the well of old truths. In return, he leaves no scar—only footprints that fade gently, like wisdom passed in quiet.
 
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