Acharn Falls

Wrapped by the land 
We were guided by the roar
Of water scouring through the gorge.
Above us a veil of green
Shimmered with light
In the gentle breeze.
Moss covered roots
Like fingers questing,
Rippled down the slopes.
Drawn onwards we walked.
Seekers of magic from a stress filled world.
Clambering over rounded boulders
To reach waters edge.
Like iced tea over my outstretched hands.

Face and hands bathed in coolness
I turned, clambered once more
To sit by water’s roar.
Then once more we quested on
And magic’s promise found
Hidden by tree and boulder
Cauldron and pool we found
Stirred by falling thunder.
Rusted beech leaf fell 
Floating down to cauldron’s bowl.
Caught, swept round, tossed, pounded.
Freedom found, swept down.
Life’s trials mirrored
Released we float until
Tossed once more.
Float and absorb the view.

Author: potiapitchford

Autistic mother with autistic kids. Hearth Druid and Heathen

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