She bathed in the lower of the two pools
Water rinsing the soap from her hair
as it fell from the upper pool.
Her skin glistened in the sun
She swam to the deeper end
Her long hair trailed her thru the water.
She sang a song of Mother Earth
A song of praise for Springs rebirth
Her music the sound of moving water.
I'll never forget her beauty that day.
Then she dressed and walked away...
and never again have I seen her.
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