Water Falls
Water Falls
Miles down the waterfalls, the jungles wild
Azaleas know the way
Parade themselves along the banks
Cold currents reach out with tumbling speed
But its too late
Cascade over unknown ledges far below
In a deep breath
The deluge finds a precipice release
River rapids drawn along distances to listen
Turn into moving streams of living liquid
Trees and thicket drink deep the moving force
Forget about rain until it comes again
Water falls forever in the forest lost
Jungles wild, smile, as a leaf drops in
Carried away like a feather green
Spins outward on a journey home
A sojourn to the unknown
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2016
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