The Waterfall

Posted August 03, 2020 by Fredrick Robertson
Sit in the dark. Stare at the blank page. Keep waiting. Your eyes will adjust. A blue spark will ignite. The ripple will turn into waves. You can't hold it. It pours through your fingers. Try to shape it too much and it disappears like it never existed. A fantasy like a whisper from the dark. You can't make it more than what it is, but it is everything. The waterfall can only show its beauty as it cascades down its side.

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