WATERFALLS
Asking why it all came to be...
I Look down,
From above these falls
...A distant river
Growing from the stormy rains gather,
And never seem to end
Mountain trails...
into what is now unknown
Deeper into the forests I stroll
Looking for shelter and a haven
from the myst of the waterfalls
A silent breath
on the back of my neck
Urging me to look back~
To where she once stood
I Stop and stare...
Gazing into cold, empty air.
My heart pounding rhythms in the rain...
Whispering her name.
I Shake my head,
and the water flies from my hair
~Destiny~
~Shawn M.J. Mann
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