You were there...
A s I sat there, way up there by the cliff, I could see all, green waters dansing to the music of my soul, running through the river bed, dragging with them everything that the forest had shed I could see the hills thick with woods, all around me, tall and steep, small gnarled oaks clinging to their rocks and slender poplars, gleaming in the light of the setting sun, growing along the river side like a wall. I, drank it all in, alone, sitting amongst the pink tinted clouds, but everything I... Sign in to see full entry.