Gentle Winds Rippling
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Feeling all the pleasure being brought through the energy
of flowing waters.
Allowing me to watch how gentle winds can ripple, bubble,
pulsate, circle, reflect, cascade and fall into depths of
a simple fountain of rocks.
Stacked atop each other with little spaces between them to
allow the water flow unendingly into this poem.
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