Fall Creek Falls
Fall Creek Falls and
ripples out and
gives birth to a
million mosses.
Mystical flora
rises dozens of
meters around us and
the trees’ whispering
leaves bestow shade
even as blades of grass
shroud an ant army.
Boulder juts out
side of mountain
Father Time’s
furtive and wrinkled
and weathering
majestic face of granite
broad, turned boldly
against blue sky.
Sticks for hiking zigzag
across trail paths winding
to the cascades, and the falls
underfoot roots and pebbles
around Nature’s blooming
Springliness. And crossing
a jungle twine bridge over
cascades gushing floodwaters.
Mind-numbingly soft
limpid, yet colder than ice
my goosebumps shake
to the pitter-patter water rhythm.
Memories are already desires
in the evergreen tree sea.
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