It's the run-off that tumultuously fills the creek's belly as it fills ear and air with vibrancy and ions of worth all nourishing the me that resides creekside.
What a blessing, what a drivingly ecstatic moment when the turmoil of aqua fitfully and rhythmically mix molecule and mirth and march to the shoreline of Erie via the cahoon creek channel...ah my bliss to be absorbing it all!!
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
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