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Once I watched a waterfall Wash all my fears away And then I thought I saw some Happy tears of yesterday. The moment brought aromas Of the ocean and the sea I lost my taste to reminisce And started feeling free. Around and round the bubbles seemed to rise To bring my life today before my eyes And as I watched the ripples rearrange. I loved this place no less after each change. A breeze played near my face And put some patience in my hair My shoulders settled back Where once a worried slouch was there. I might have missed this resting spot Had I not heard the call. The voice of sound in silence. The peaceful waterfall. I am not meant to swim in empty streams Things I cannot see now must be dreams. I knew the past as ripples which were gone. The future is the river further on. Once I watched a waterfall Wash all my fears away And then I thought I saw some Happy tears of yesterday. The moment brought aromas Of the ocean and the sea I lost my taste to reminisce And started feeling free.
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Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 11:37 PM UTC
WATERFALL
Once I watched a waterfall Wash all my fears away And then I thought I saw some Happy tears of yesterday. The moment brought aromas Of the ocean and the sea I lost my taste to reminisce And started feeling free. Around and round the bubbles seemed to rise To bring my life today before my eyes And as I watched the ripples rearrange. I loved this place no less after each change. A breeze played near my face And put some patience in my hair My shoulders settled back Where once a worried slouch was there. I might have missed this resting spot Had I not heard the call. The voice of sound in silence. The peaceful waterfall. I am not meant to swim in empty streams Things I cannot see now must be dreams. I knew the past as ripples which were gone. The future is the river further on. Once I watched a waterfall Wash all my fears away And then I thought I saw some Happy tears of yesterday. The moment brought aromas Of the ocean and the sea I lost my taste to reminisce And started feeling free.
(This was written many, many years ago. It is a song. Someday soon, I’ll find the tape and post it. For now, just imagine the sound of a waterfall being made by a synthesizer.)
brent-kincaid
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Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 11:37 PM UTC
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