Waterfall

by

Phil Pochurek

Almost silently
Like a gentle whisper
A creek flows out
From the heart of a mountain.
Over smooth stones
And through green ferns
By trees that have seen a hundred lifetimes.
Winding its way down the mountain
Through forest and fields
The creek gathers speed
And becomes a stream
Which becomes a river.
Racing towards a distant shore
And a moment of truth.
Exploding through the ferns and trees
Over a cliff
The river leaves its familiar bed
Without hesitation, with all its power, with a roar of release
To a deep pool below.
And the river is transformed
In a leap of faith
From its earth bound shores,
Up to the sky and back again.
Its secrets are told to all,
In the power of the moment
In the glimpse of a rainbow,
In the mist of a waterfall.

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