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Beneath
the majestic sight,
small
and reduced to size,
I
stand watching in awe
nature's
display of might
dazed
by the silver light
of
the towering waterfall.
Wrapped
in mystical spray
life,
like its very source,
finds
the least resistance
unforgivingly
carving its way
unstopable
in its course,
mirror
of my own existence.
And
in the quiet of the roar,
blind
to the unbending will,
to
the promise of the rainbow
willingly
I again sell my soul,
in
its beauty deeply lost still
to
remain eroded by the flow.
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