These Falls.
Married to strength
these falls
in pouring from stone lip
of arrow-slick fury
harry with wet
any bystander
in their cascading dive
to lower water.
Pounding from height
mist shawls
granite and rafters each
bush as birds
disappear under split
liquid in
dry over-hung caverns
of covered glory.
Volumes of sound
breach ears
by cataract passage
from precipitate action
to deep headlong
plunge and heave of
of sudden collision
with met disturbance into
mirror-still cauldron.
Confined the loud clamour
of roar
as silent rocks fastened
to splashed echoes
though static have an
unspoken language
that has those who listen
breathlessly awed.