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	The Waterfall Deep in the woods there’s a power that yields to the smallest of trees and stones but which shapes the foundation of forests and fields by its force, its soft force, alone. With a swiftness that slips through the tightest of hands, with a coolness that soothes the soul’s fire, by the Earth embraced like a mother divine and by the mountaintops sired. Rising and falling, seeking some point, where the valley descends to the deep where the caverns carved in the mountains below-- the pools into which Her life seeps. Look to the woods--there’s a beauty as deep as any contained lake or sea, where the waters may run, all boundaries undone, endless, unfettered and free. -By Sharon C. Hawk Back to Healing Poetry index page