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THE WATERFALL July 2004
floating on my back the stream carries me where it wills
smiling up at the light blue sky and wispy clouds hearing the flap of bird wings and a few peacock calls
I am simply floating
traveling this river I used to hold onto things a log a raft even bubbles
yet it seemed each in turn transformed as I held onto it
and eventually I reached the waterfall
Over the edge I would go
in those moments mind stopped
the waterfall has powers to transform
in these timely moments of no mind all ceases
as soon as I figure something out it changes
and as soon as something changes I figure it out
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copyright Anupama Deanne Kallman
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