The Waterfall

The river cascades; music is in its soul
Fish rhythmically pulsing to the beat
The shadows of trees sway gracefully
Sunshine glistens over the rippling river
Dragonflies offer themselves to frogs
The river settles and the slow dance begins
The moment of love.

Chris

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