Waterfalls, Rivers and Drought

WATERFALLS, RIVERS AND DROUGHT The frenzied forces of cold, icy streams detonate explosively on the rocks below. Their rapid currents wreak havoc on logjams caught in crevasses beneath the mist and rainbowed spray. We blink in awe to see this spectacular remonstration of pretentious power abruptly become whirling vortexes of descending splash downs. But then, almost as quickly, this despoiler settles and begins to accumulate in multitudes of rippling bubbles and froth immediately bleeding onto the embankment promptly losing much of its potential goodness swooshed as sucking sounds into the wild soils of the firmament. What survives roams free and for awhile flows in any direction, with no beginning, no end as the river turns into riverlets Eddying on without any selected steering. The rains that used to drip down from the mountain top cry to see the diversions of the most glorious river dissipate and dry up knowing that the drought which has appeared can not adequately supply sustenance to a parched soil. For that sunbaked soil to be reclaimed the river must continue to extend its reach and water the seeds of new growth. and use its silt to fertilize the new life that waits anticipating its turn in creation's timetable. CAK 6-04-2012 Revised 6-18-2013