The forest is filled with a thunderous clap of water
Crashing down
Glorious, glistening sheets of water
Pounding the rocks and smoothing them slowly
Creating a mist
That comes to rest
Gently on my face
At first a caress
That then forms droplets
Running down my face
To rivulets
My own mini waterfall
Akin to tears of reverence
Palms out
I stand erect arms outstretched
Receptive to your thunderous power
Energised by this resounding strength
Remembering water is not only a placid meandering flow
It is an unrelenting force when it falls from a cliff face
Cascading
Down
Powerful teacher you remind me
The water and energy in me
Can be summoned to become an unrelenting flow of power
To cascade down the cliffs of resistance
To cascade into a new beginning
© Rachel DeSumma
