Yet fated, ever forward
Dawson Falls, British Columbia
Taken by Steven Mackay
Where waters end, I do not know only at this rupture, where streams shed their dark overcoats, and fly pure like down from geese untouched by mankind's grime
liberated patterns of shifting, sliding glass each drop flies, free yet fated ever forward soon, the wonder childlike regains a somber character; the journey is not yet done.