Bursts of Change
Cry you sweet waterfall, the rumbling of your tears.
The wetness of your body.
Gently glide yourself over the many rocks that lie underneath your existence. You bring a washing away.
The aroma of your waves, Your imprint on the mountains.
The whiteness washes over whatever is in your way.
The power of you; You start slow and calm; The waves of you build;
Soon you will burst your magnificence. And then you are never forgotten.
You have made a permanent mark into the beating heart of the earth.
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