High amid the mountain ranges wherein the rivers flow
Winding through and aneath the timberlines of life
Cascading over its edge these currents unto their mist!?
As apparitions in broken dreams this spectrums darkened hues
Impeded by the rays of a cloud covered day
Although it was not always this way; ghost...
Remembering when we were young and could walk and see beyond
These metaphoric waters and the dust that, buried the sun?!
Catching shooting stars still dancing inside our innocent eyes
Laughter and love and awe held its breath
Breathing pure crystal dreams like flowing rivers
Untainted; cascading light from above the timberlines of life
This colourful vibrant mist, gathering in a thundering voice as one!?
...“Welcome, To Shattered Falls" ~