Old Angel Falls Poem by Matthew Holloway
Old Angel Falls
Somewhere amongst the loftiest mountains
Along a less trodden path
You may find the lost angel falls
Where trees climb cliff faces
And clouds are washed down upon
By waters of the purest pure
Where rare birds fly and nest
A serenity beyond all thought
Is found and forgotten
To sit and meditate
To await a truth
The old angel falls
Tears of ten thousand souls
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5/6/2024 2:32:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You can feel the Falls in your words. An excellent write.