Snoquami Falls


Where water falls and people gather
grabbing the power the river shards
and time drips pure mountain air,
lungs suck up the outdoors of it
ears echo the applause of it
the spirit soars in it
on clouds of water smoke.

We are the crowds who come weekends
mixing giftware with Spring air
and the scent of passing cars.
Eyes catch the spark of it
heart feels the dark of it
down at the toes of trees.

Iced runs the raging stream
veins pump with it
ears jump with it
we feel
we feel.


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