Waterfalls by Nykki Norlander

The words

flow from my fingers

like waterfalls;

clear and fast, loud and refreshing.

I am setting my mind free of burdens;

guilt and shame that would darken my days.

I am building poems

like homes;

Strong foundation, beauty entwined, complete.

I collect wisdom like seeds

and plant them every step I take.

Weeping Willow trees grow.

Orange flowers bloom.

I visit whenever I feel lost

which is often.