A narcissist sees their reflection in the river, thinks they're the most beautiful thing to come hither, graceful in the summer and classy in the winter as she wears that icy dress and walks with glass slippers. In the summer she's radiant, most mortal men don't know what to make of it, nor how to show appreciation for the lord's work, watch the lord work miracles in nature. The water flows to your cabin so your family can drink up the river flows to the neighbor's place so y'all can link up and talk about all the random things you can think of. A river so graceful as it feeds so many families, schools of fish so the people can eat annually and everyone respects the land, they understand if wasn't for the lord's plan no one would exist and all the natural beauty wouldn't persist even in the midst of winter when everything faces death, and the children get upset as all the leaves from their favorite tree falls til there's nothing left. The river becomes icy enough to skate on so the kids put their skates on and play on the river their mother birthed the babies on, snow falls on their head, they look up and ahead and still see the sun peaking through, and every day it rises, it doesn't mind the snow in the way 'cause it's still shining in the midst of a beautiful winter with children performing wondrous routines on the still beautiful river.