The Power of Water

Generations of hikers' boots have
steadily tramped the mountain
trails eroding the forest floor in
a deep ribbon of exposed granite
on the mountainside where a 
cross-hatching of tree roots biting 
deep underground expose the 
exoskeleton of structure of rock 
and forest. From the ever-melting 
ice cap of the mountain peaks water
tumbles and froths down the ancient 
raceway skipping and sluicing over 
the granite slabbed carapace, twisting
and turning about the fallen boulders
seated for eternity, huge, immovable
briefly interrupting the flow to a
frenzied escape route, thrashing
and bellowing the power of water
journeying to swell rivers below.