PIcture Poem

And that was when she knew.

Her feet took her on a path they well knew,
while her mind was full of other
puzzling,
mind-disturbing,
stay-up-at-night-thinking-about-it
things.

"Why me?
What did I do to deserve this?
It's not possible....
There's no way.
There's just
no way."

Before long she found herself at the majestic falls,
crystal blue water free-falling from the sky.
Acres of green pines dance in the wind and the tremendous rocks bow down.
As if to say
"Your Majesty."

And I sat there
among the falls' subjects
just wishing the hours away,
wishing to forget all the world around me.
Wishing to forget
me.