Mystical Waterfall
Walking to the waters crest
the sound of a spraying shower.
There amid the foliage guest
belies a hidden bower.
the sound of a spraying shower.
There amid the foliage guest
belies a hidden bower.
Stretching along the waters edge
within this cove I’ve found.
The moistened place no longer hid
with its forceful rushing sound.
within this cove I’ve found.
The moistened place no longer hid
with its forceful rushing sound.
My clothes I peel and lay aside
to wade this peaceful setting.
I now become the water's bride
the fall my face is wetting.
to wade this peaceful setting.
I now become the water's bride
the fall my face is wetting.
My head tilts back just a bit
cascading water flows.
In this steaming abode I sit
away from worldly woes.
cascading water flows.
In this steaming abode I sit
away from worldly woes.
Serenity has a hold on me.
May its presence never cease.
Here alone to freely be
I’m one with intimate peace.
May its presence never cease.
Here alone to freely be
I’m one with intimate peace.
copyright © Joni Zipp
It's refreshing!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing again.
-Susan
Very relaxing, joni.
ReplyDeleteI wish I'd been able to drop in on Sunday when I could have used a little peace.
Guess it's never too late for a break. :)
Very nice.
Raven