The Hidden Waterfall

Coming from a world
where planes collide

and every doctrine's
full of holes

and boys pack handguns
in their lunchboxes,

to find, two miles back
into the woods,

this water, falling
like a curtain of light

across the black
geometry of stones,

seems to chance everything.

Simply to know that here,
in the middle of nowhere,

there is something so
unreasonably beautiful;

simply to know
that when I leave,
my whole soul quieted,

this water will keep on
weaving its gauzy light
across these stones,

even if I never find my
way back here again.

-- Deb Cooper

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