The Waterfall
I breathe in the crisp morning air and close my eyes
All I hear is the rushing of water
My heavy breaths don’t seem to matter anymore
For a second everything drifts away
All of the schoolwork and the college applications
In this moment those are nothing but distant memories
I feel at peace
Everything is okay because this moment exists
I open my eyes, refreshed
I turn back toward the trail
Toward my life
Toward school and college and hard decisions
I begin the way back
I have to keep going
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