Niagara Falls… American Falls, foreground, and Horseshoe Falls (and Canada), background
Precipice
I have seen the edge
Sensed the draw
Marveled at an end
So precipitous
From a distance
Wondered at the thought
The motivation
How lack of motivation
Plays in the follow through
Understood, perhaps
Rapids and eddies
Are a part of life
But my path will not end
So abruptly
My course flows to the end
rivrvlogr 
I wonder if that bird catches fish there with some success. See it? Hanging over the precipice. Yes.
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He has seen the edge.
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This week’s theme all over the blogosphere seems to be rivers.
I like your metaphor–the precipice, the rapids and eddies of life–and glad you’re staying the course. 🙂
Did you take that photo? It’s beautiful.
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I did notice that about rivers, recently.
Thank you. Yes that is my photo. Occasionally, I’ll scan my pics to see if I can find words for them. Living within 7 miles of the Falls, I was there with my camera every 2 or 3 weeks. Some of the more interesting are the ones of tourists being tourists.
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That’s very cool–and funny about the tourists. I’ve never been there, so it’s good to know I’m not one of them. 😉
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I like the layers of foreground and background in the photo and layers of thought in the poem.
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