In nature calls
The waterfalls
And all befalls
The sound of liquid magic
Perishes in the fabric
In sheets of white velvet.
Trailing from blackened rock
Carrying all it brought
Of gold stone and sediment
Changing and eroding the land
Like a snake on parade
Making the ordinary grand
Pulverizing stone into sand.
In nature calls
The waterfalls
That perish in their liquid magic
In sheets of white velvet.
© Nicole Personette, 2019
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| Strickland Falls, Tasmania, Australia Photo by JJ Harrison from Wikimedia Commons |
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