fog ahead
deafening white noise
hidden falls
staring up
at falls sans water
drought dreams
high falls
water stretches and drifts
violent spatter
waterfalls,
creeping backwards
over eons
suicide, or
the best story ever?
luck of the rocks
the !n(tro)verted yogi
nomadic, poetic, and sometimes ascetic
Beautiful words.
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