Description Crator Lake through time, being formed from explosion, becoming a lake, vegitation returning and a few fish being stocked.When I chose to live by the river I knew you were the Great Healer whose voice goes beyond intention. While those born in your footsteps may feel whole, you know part of them is part of you. That part always needs to be healed. I will wait in Sacred Mountain for the protection of your waters to renew my childrens home. With both hands I drew an image of River across the sky.'River moved. Buildings of stone, metal and wood could not resist her love. His children began to feel her love they climbed to the junipers and pines of the foothills of the Sacred Mountain. The children saw River renew the dust of the city which would later become the birth place of flowers.