My soul today
is far away
my winged imagination
a bird drifting
around snowy peaks
it floats seeking
finding flowing water
that dribbles down
Craggy mountain rocks
dripping, dripping, dripping
cascading cool waterfalls
seeping into rivers
my fluttering soul
sinking into peace
while trickling waters
murmur so softly
whispering my name
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July 21, 2013
Poetry/Free Verse/trickling water
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