Waterfall's Talk
Sitting on a small bank listening to the water crash.
Feeling the breeze carry a light mist to my face.
Here is where my best moments to relive and rehash.
There is something great about the simplicity of this place.
As I sit here and watch the glistening stream flow,
I think, we drink from it, then we turn around and put up walls.
If we could be like the waterfall we would see and know,
that we are one in the river and one again after the fall.
But we are the ones that we want to choose,
never being one because we aren't the same.
You always want to play, but you never want to lose.
This lifeless water is more peaceful than us, its a shame.
This waterfall knows more about life than we do.
It stays together and is somehow always connected.
It shows us we can be one, even if I'm different than you.
Life comes from water and in there life is perfected.
One day it will all dry up from the heat from our sun,
we think we are so smart, but no one takes a stance.
The lessons that we've learned here have only just begun.
Now be like the water and give everyone a chance.
***By Chris Matt***
**9/20/2011**
Copyright © Chris Matt | Year Posted 2011
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