Ragged Falls

Ragged falls

The first time it was still mild.

We climbed your rocky outcrops

And dared our feet upon slippery stones

While you thundered past

In restless foment, rushing ever

Onwards to your next destination.

Then you freeze over, become huge

lumps of snowy water piled high

thrown about by unseen forces

a giant’s hand playing snowballs with your torrents

as they lay temporarily stilled

by winters harsh frozen taste.

We saw you once with icicles hanging

all around your edges, chandeliers

glistening in this sunlight

delicate and deadly, droplets of motion

frozen into time. You draw us back, year on year

Always to see your majestic beauty.