In the percussion of a million splashes
water leaps to the rock's applause.
In transit this maelstrom stream
curtains its elevation
opaqued by speeding transport
outlining its transparency.
The urgent instrumentation
of this liquid orchestra
crescendos
its water music.
There is no quiet beatitude
in the rodeo of its journey
nor whispered prayer
or lament within its torrent.
Here is the playful
abandonment
of a triumphant hallelujah chorus,
a rapid pulse
forced by the fisted river
breaching the taboo
of slip, trip and tumble
over stubborn rock.
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