A waterfall crying softly into the depths of the earth

a mountain pool at the stony heart of the earth

soft stone to the quick by the swift fall of water

thunder captured and taken down and surrendered up to the bowels of the planet
climbing the years backward out of the depths
stepping on younger faces as I rise

till at last I breath free air again and see
rainbows over a canyon
a breathless veil of water falling into the abyss

mists rising like the steamy breath of hundred horses

an unseen hand blur the river bed with passage of a cold current