Beautiful mystique
Cascading over mountainous tops
Raining down
Parading droplets
into magical pools
Below the spray
lies a stillness
Like a stolen kiss
breathless
Just ahead
the pulse quickens
Reverberating echoes
Anticipating momentum
Thunderous pounding
Deafening to the ear
Rising to the top of climax
The mountain’s peak
Trembles with effect
Over the top
the stillness rests
Waiting for the next rush
As the water falls
Crashing down
mtheve 10/30/09
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