The fresh water falls upon my head, cleansing away the impurities
The falls’ water fed graciously from the rains from above, heavenly
The mountain’s rough rocks wash the water as it falls, refreshing
Turns the plants green and makes the flowers blossom, renewed
Freshness, replenishment, natural exhilaration for you and me
My skin dances in the crashes of water upon my skin, ahh
Nature’s shower in botany, untamed beauty
Bliss becomes a brand new playground
One no one would want to leave
Not me, not you, not them
Water falls upon me
With the birds
I sing to me
Written for #99WordStories hosted by The Carrot Ranch
© E.M. Kingston, 2022 ~ All Rights Reserved.
The Ramblings of E.M. Kingston 
A refreshing story Amy
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Thanks! 🙂
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You’re welcome
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Your verse is so lovely. You put me right there with you! ❤
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Thank you so much! I am glad that you were able to enjoy the feeling 🙂
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Always a pleasure. 💜
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