Gorged

the mossy shanks of worn granite cliffs

ferns flipping back and forth in the breeze

gorge on earth and sky escaping back into the dark pits of the earth once more

a sensual bend int the earth slows the fall of the white water just a bit

naked hummocks exposed to open skies

the clustering of rust stained hills

wandering aimlessly at the feet of the rust tinged hills

errant patches of snow on the smooth rust tainted hills

a trio of cascading water falls.

each feeding a pool that eventually falls to another pool

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