the magic starts at lisa falls

the water gently flows

it drops so softly with a muffled roar

then into the stream it goes

 

douglas creek takes over now

rapidly flowing over pebbles and stone

two more babbeling falls

then it’s on towards home

 

reflecting the sky and washing the rocks

we arrive at the beauty of dianna pond

caressing the fish and the lily pads

the flow moves slowly on

 

like the flow of the water

and the magic it molds

our lives blend together

from the love that we hold.

—Douglas P. Emerson

© August 1999