A drop or two
from sky of blue
clouds darkened
life renewed
from the top
of mountain
rain colliding
in torrents
soon raging
whirling
steeply
down
bubbling, churning,
turning ’round rock
ever flowing
until finally
spreading
out with the earth
flattening into a valley
to meander
and wander
to the
sea.
Photo, Doodle, and poetry by Sheri
This post is part of the 2018 Summer #WriteOut in places, parks, poetry, and doodles with #Clmooc. Learn more at CLmooc blog and National Writing Project / National Park Service WriteOut