The Waterfall Poem by Thomas Inch

The Waterfall

Rating: 4.5


Cascading, not afraid
She runs down the smooth stones
That have become her family.
The rhythmic sound pounding upon the land.
That is her.

For she, is of great essence,
She won't stop, infinite droplets
Tumbling down until life's very presence,
Stops altogether.

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Yohanna christian 03 March 2018

Add a comment. I like your style

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