Watery rushes of music,
A soothing earth song,
Flowing past a moment,
Echoing time gone.
The soft-spoken water,
Etches ribbon pathways,
Sparkles dance in the air,
As it sculpts in the clay.
Messages in the granite,
Deep carves in the stone,
Earthly hieroglyphs reveal,
A cascading lost song.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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