The Fall

I reached the place where the water fell

And it struck me.

Something about The Fall…

The water – why –

It has no Fear at all.

Glorious in it’s trusting, perfect fall.

Jumping joyously, vibrantly

Right off the base of sturdy rocks;

Off the stone place – constantly there supporting

The endless leap…

Tumbling down like a soft ghost

Whose spirit has been freed

And whose essence evaporates into


Whipsering to me as I stand in awe:

Observing my own


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