white-whipped water

white-whipped water
rushing angular down the
foamy slope
gathering speed for its jump
off the cliff
Crying, Excelsior!
it shatters into
sunlit droplets
and falls
into the slow steady pool
and gathers, then
trickles out
barely breathing
building up
the downhill grade
then rushing, rushing
to claim the unconquerable cry,
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