Mambucal - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

this is the place
of seven
below it is the
hot springs

beside the pool
is the river where
we can
go boating

we climb the stone
stairs at the apex
where clouds
kiss the cliff

as we watch the
seven water falls
we begin
to see the meanings
of our lives

as the noise of the waters
still try to
the tapestries of
our inner

always there is something
more than those
pictures can give

there is always more
to presence
that absence can
never fill

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 13, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 14, 2011

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