Waterfall Sonnet 02112014

A waterfall Sonnet

The sound of rushing water caught his ear

Beckoning him deeper into the brush

Through the branches the water did appear

Cascading down the hillside in a rush

Dark crystal depths a welcoming embrace

For weary trav’ler, sweat upon his brow

Natural refreshment in this place

Revitalizing in the here and now

Nature’s secret, untouched by mortal hands

A gift ungiven, waiting to be shared

Where worries and sorrows sink into sands

Washed away to be renewed and repaired

Let the troubles go, swim and flow away

Immerse oneself in frolic and in play