Subdued, forest sleeps;
In damp, dismal shadows the
Tender spirit dreams.



Gleaming in the sun,
Stream meanders among trees,
Slowly winding through.



Swift moving water;
The unbridled current wild,
Awakened fury.



Descending; falling,
The raging river flowing
Over bare mountains.



Fading, the blunt cliffs
Fall away with the flowing
Water, down, ever downwards.



Above churning pools,
Stark cliffs rise to meet the mist
Where the seagull dreams.


11/07/07

© By Che (che4grafx@sbcglobal.net)