On the Tranquility of Turmoil
Water falls cast their spray upon the rocks
Misty air cools the parched plants along the banks
The rhododendrons bow their coloured heads
Douglas fir reach to the sky.
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The noonday sun peers through the trees
Casts the stream in a silver grey
Red squirrel scampers out of vision
Mongrel dog barks at the children.
(111)
Lone fisherman casts his fly
Trout jump on the other side
Thoughts rush incessantly through the mind
Broken only by the noise of children playing.
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