The Rapids of the Fresh New World

The Rapids of the Fresh New World
Vil Borodi

A wave of mysterious energy
crashes against
the strong, sharp rocks.

A flare of majestic blue
swoops down underwater;
shoots back up again.

The turbulent wind finally calms down
and slowly blows against
the exotic trees.

A course of treacherous rapids
reflects off the side of the boat.

Peaceful ducks cruise along
the sandy bay.

A blanket of darkness and stars
covers the extraordinary land,
and night swallows up the world.

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