Pat Conover: Sharing the Journey
The Waterfall

Mid Fall From Behind by Stuck in Customs
Errant drops of water
quenched my sun drenched skin,
surcease on surfeit.

Arching out my stream in sparkling momentness,
I met the forest pool
and murmured on my course
gently carrying the fallen leaves.

Written by: Pat Conover

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