"crevase" poems
snow
floes
on a
vast
crevase
create
the
tiny
brook
bubbling
down
the
high
meadow
through
wild
flower
and
tussock
it merges
with the
mountain
stream
water clean
refined
burbling on
its wending way
through the
soughing pines
it flows into a
river which
goes its lazy way
getting ever wider
on its path unto the sea
in the mighty ocean the sun
creates the cloud . which the
winds take to the mountains to
make a snow white shroud
the same snows melt
and create
a brook
the
maker
of
the
rain
for
the
entire
cycle
just
begins
again
soulsurvivor
(C) 7/5/2015
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 2:26 AM UTC