The Waterfall Sings Her Psalms Poem by Brett White

The Waterfall Sings Her Psalms



I cannot even begin to express my joy-
sitting besides God's Majesty,

The Waterfall sings Her psalms-
devoid of Pretension or Tragedy.

And butterflies kiss the rocks below,
the cicadas sing Symphonic Beauty into my Soul.

And all precious moments do fade away,
but at least I can pray on my favorite rock-
and give thanks or God's Blessings today.

Sunday, April 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: blessings,god,love
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Poem I wrote at a waterfall
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Brett White

Brett White

Fort Smith, AR
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