Flashflood
Flashflood
The
Blackening
Storm clouds
Are overwhelming
The peaceful precipice
Its savored quiet-still silenced
Engulfed by the plummeting roar
An endless cascading over the vertical
With a merciless thrashing that pummels
Churning, agitating, dislodging fixed boulders
Submerged in the depths of a turbulent, deep pool
Flooding hollowing the footing beneath the sandstone
A monsoon’s waterfall heaving, hurling displaced stones
Rock helplessly drug by a raging, turbulent flashflood
Restoring though a relentless, abrasive tumbling
A forced polishing that chips jagged to round
Exploiting the ancestral sands that have
Over the eras of time settled below
Coming to rest in the calmer
Downriver, easing flow
The thundering has slowed to a tickling trickle
The wrath subsiding into a swirl so silent
The canyon walls no longer echo
The temper of violence
For the fierce fury
Has regained
The calm's
Still
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