The rains have been heavy, the river flooded and raging. Rolling waves with white peaks crash into rocks and spray in all directions. Boiling whirlpools suck debris down into the dark, frigid depths. Wild, chaotic power. Something to behold, to respect.
Watching from shore is a stimulating experience. But even the idea of being immersed in the racing waters is a terrifying prospect. One could easily die in there. Certainly there could be no control.
But from shore, it can be observed and appreciated.
In time, the flow will abate to its usual state: in eternal controlled motion. It can even be quite pleasant to jump in for a swim every now and again. But the rain is unpredictable and the river floods quickly.
When the rains come, it is always best to be on shore.
What do you think?