Cool refreshing and satisfying
I drink in your wondrous beauty
Always flowing on the go
No beginning no end constant movement
Clean clear crisp
Free and f pollutants
Deep breaths take in your purified atmosphere
Peaceful serene ambiance
I’m reinvigorated just standing near you
Droplets of mist spray my body
I run through you Bare feet clinging
To the cold rocks
You saturate my being
All the sounds of the world below have stopped
Just you and I and other devotees
I could sit at your feet all the day
Enthralled by your chill yet simultaneously
The clouds roll back and warmth comes as
The sun peaks through the clouds
Water keeps falling down and around
The sight the sound the feel is heavenly
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Cheryl E Preston
Cheryl is a widow who enjoys writing about current events, soap spoilers and baby boomer nostalgia. Tips are greatly appreciated.
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