The Beauty Beneath

by, Cassandra

Through the rushing water she hears the call
Coming through clearly through the fog
She hears but chooses to ignore
Focused solely on the reason why
Why she's standing, oh so still
Ignore help coming around the curve
Unable to tear her eyes off the current below
Twisting, turning, swirling, whirling
Telling a fatal story of love and hate
Singing a heart wrenching song of life and death
Making her see, without a doubt…
The beauty that the raging waves hide beneath