Falling waters have a
twisted and accelerated life.
They swirl through gullies formed
by heavy rains and tear at their banks
carrying such thought and
dark desires with them
until they burst forth at the mouth like words.
It has a strange beauty
from a distance but
beneath these awesome falls we stand entranced
before such a power
which we cannot control, but we know
that we are made of the
same but still waters – till the thaw comes.
19 October 1989