White Tiger

Gold Star - 6,557 Points (May 17th / Between Heaven and Earth)

The Cascade - Poem by White Tiger

Sitting on a rock, near a cascade
Reflections from the sun, on the waters parade

Cold, jet stream, falling from grace
Filling the lake, in this tranquil place

It rests my soul, to hear the sound
Of this flowing essence, caressing the ground

It runs endlessly, to enchant and entice
This cascade in the midst, and middle of paradise.

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Topic(s) of this poem: nature

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 21, 2017

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