Waterfall
I sat watching water’s grand cascade
As thoughts flow through a falling parade
Pause, Think
How far had water come to fall, pool?
Sigh, Drink
Do life’s pain make heart crawl, cruel?
But I consider the beauty of water white
And crystal plunge of purest sight
Then, Consider
The sharp, hardened path of rushing, rivers
This, Reminder
Changes rough, murky curves pushing, givers
Yet the misty evening warms burdened heart
While softly retelling reality’s treasured part
Great, Cost
The long trudge of painfully living, life
Now, Lost
For release helps cleanse the hurting, strife
Waterfall much like a precious friend
Comforting and clean in the present end
Flawed? Yes
But powerfully pure strengthened from above
Me? Blessed
To view this display of cascading love
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