Waterfall cascading down the mountains
that image settles my brewing thoughts
gels my agitated nerves.
A sense of tranquillity clothes me
all setbacks magnified in my perception
seem dissolved and flowing down
like the water descending the peak.
I feel light to intrude back into mundaneness
having sneaked out to refresh my soul.
I love the huskiness of the word
cascade, whenever it escapes my throat
the euphony and the sketch it forms.
Dwelling in desert area for over a decade
my vacations materialise cascade to reality
The milky waterfall gushing down effortlessly
cleanses all impurities and merges into river below.
Stripped of the epidermis of ego and anger I cascade
rejuvenated to paint the canvas of life.
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