The Weeping Place

Like an open wound near the bottom of the crater of Mt. Waialeale, the wettest place in the world. Water pours from the walls of this hollow. And what an evocative name! Who hasn`t wept?
I was shocked when the helicopter entered the small, vertical 'amphitheater', wondering if the blades had enough clearance. We were wearing heavy duty ear muffs with a speaker within for the pilot`s narration. Respectfully, he didn`t say much. Though it wasn`t raining, the pale green cliffs were moving with flowing water. It was like being inside of something breathing and alive. All of us were looking around in stunned silence as we hovered there.
watermedia on paper 12"x9"