Until Only the Mountain Remains [2]

By Elspeth J. Anderson

After days of torrential rain, the hydro-dam collapsed, its walls breached,

first a slow trickle, then tons of water leaked, swamping lower valleys,

very soon, a large shimmering lake of incredible beauty emerged.

Birds flew up alarmed, treetops, red roofs of farm houses vanished

tall smoking chimneys swallowed under sheets of water

broken branches, debris swirled, water rose swiftly up the mountain,

on the surface small boats broken from loose moorings, swept up.

The mountain, is an island now, its rocky crop jutted upwards.

Slowly the rain stopped: ducks and swans floated, survived the flood,

warm sun shone, skies now no longer grey, welcomed a new world.

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