Riverbank Journal – A Morning of Stillness and Life The morning light stretches gently across the riverbank, where silence is never empty—it’s filled with presence. By the water’s edge, the ruff—a quiet and watchful bird—moves with care. She has been here long, long before the duck ever came. Her steps are slow, her beak searching among the pebbles. She does not need company, only space and stillness. Nearby, a flock of burung wok wok stand tall and alert. Their pale feathers glow softly in the morning light. They move with grace, pausing, stalking, then striking at tiny fish that swim near the bank. They speak only in soft echoes. Above them, a stork glides down from the sea breeze, flying from the distant beach to follow the course of the river. Though common in Kelantan, its arrival always carries a quiet wonder, like the sky itself has bent low to greet the earth. In the grass, a flock of sheep wander in and out, unhurried. Their hooves tap gently on the ground. They are not t...