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The Waterfall (Acrostic)

Time stands still in my 
Hidden retreat.
Energized! Feeling one with all.

Water falling from above 
A wavering sheet of flowing 
Translucent light.
Eerie darkness from behind the curtain
Reaches into my inner thoughts of nature
Forever in motion.
Alive within me, pulsing fluidity creates 
Longing for freedom of movement to just
Let go and find my way to the sea.

Cecelia 2009