Behind The Waterfall 3 Poem by robert dickerson

The waters tumble from the steep
and mingle in the gorge
but inches, darling, from our feet,
but inches from the verge;
Yet if we look into the deep
with calm overcoming all
then Love will keep us in his keep
behind the waterfall.

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Beneath our shoes the slippery dews
the roots and rocks begem-
treacherous jewels that tempt our feet
to founder and fall in;
All is all we have to lose-
a love surpassing all
if we should fail before we come
behind the waterfall.

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