WATERFALL THERAPY
Cumberland Falls, Kentucky
:
When the wind is right
a gentle mist falls from your apron
and I reach up to touch my cheek
wet with your kiss
:
Once again I have come
to sit before you
as your thunder
envelops me
:
I need you to hold
my fragile spirit
long enough
for time to stop
:
I sort my thoughts
before they tumble
onto sandstone and agate
and disappear downstream
:
In the impetuous turbulence
of your plunge
I gain perspective
over moments past
:
Your ancient rhythm
sings to me of
passages gone quickly
yet ever flowing
:
Washed, I see clearly
of memories sad and sweet
in a journey unique
yet ever common
:
Emboldened, I turn onto
to the rock strewn path
with a surer step
and an upturned chin
:
Note: When I visited Cumberland Falls in the beautiful state of Kentucky, I couldn’t help but pause and stare at the 68 foot cascade of rushing water. Seated in lush forest vegetation, the falls commands you to stop and watch its perpetual beauty. I felt it was a time for admiration and reflection. I found the experience both soothing and refreshing.
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This is lovely
Thank you, Leslie. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Good morning, joy! Your poetry is beautiful (and your pictures aren’t bad either). Thank you for sharing them with us.
Thank you, Bruce. Nice to see you on my site.