Sunday Scribblings: no 189 oracle
photo: Roaring Waterfall, Steve Rosset, flickr
roaring descend
falling fast, falling furious
trace the shadow a dry waterfall
thunder loud, echo silent
stir the ancient canyon walls
vapour filled, rainbow mist
tremble the still soothed air
landing soft, floating light
gift the gathered moving waters
he who comes along
a prism window looms
observe close, sensing those
life eternal, who wait in worship
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
gift the gathered moving waters – loved the whole thing but that was my favorite part.
This is a beautiful word image…one that should be printed and framed.
Thank you for your comment on my blog. No cowgirl here…just a very good observer of life. Mostly close to my own.
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fresh !!! liked this 🙂
i love witnessing a waterfall of any size or shape as they are always so beautiful. you’ve captured the essence here well. have a great day.
Beautiful.I could see the rainbow mist trembling and then falling onto the water down….definitely a gift!
So beautiful. Mystical and magical!
As usual brilliant. Just too good
lovely imagery!
Yes, waterfalls do have that quality of showing you something so fleetingly that you are sure there was a message there. Lovely piece.
nature talking in splendor..!
I journeyed to that ‘ancient canyon’ with your spendid imagery. And what a journey! I’ll be looking for that prism all day now.
Thanks for sharing the beauty!
Lovely. Dry waterfall? Do you know my country?