winding along
a mountain road
where water does flow
and flowers do grow
(tiny Spotted Saxifrage)
looking over the edge
at the bushland
a multitude of winding creeks and a beaver home
pillow of pollen
waterfalls arriving from the inner realm
through a crack in a mountain
a mossy island
natures grace
colorful pebbles,
eye candy
delighted at each bend of the road
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