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Angel Falls
*
The river
coolbrimming
on the verge
and water
falling in pool
to merge
A goddess kneedeep
in foaming surge
To reach the sea
her greatest
urge.
A silver cascade
her seven veils
A rainbow crown
her diadem.
Her feet
are clad
in slippers
bubbling
Each drop her Lord Sun
diamond doubling
Made of the mist
her fairy wings
In sideflows with mirth
she constant sings.
In center in torrents
her avalanche rings.
drops in her cup to the
sun off'ring
*
(The sea is her stop on the way
to the evaporating sun.)
(to J Hintz
and to the people of Peru)
