Relative Movement (a 50-word story)

You know the river is moving, though upstream or down
isn’t obvious. You aren’t thinking about that
anyway, just watching the wavelets break on shore,
listening to their slap, the brush of wind through foliage.
Even when a boat buzzes past, you wave without thinking,
as a matter of course.

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