Looking for the mysterious water fall
I climb this arduous mountain slope
Footsteps from the past
Left behind now as a trail
Lead me on!
One step at time!
Through overgrown greenery
Pushing away the thorns and bushes
I keep walking!
How long this journey will last
I do not know!
High above, the sun shines bright!
But down here, it is still cold and dim
Little bit of sunlight trickles here
But still life below blossoms
The stream I first started with
Once meandering in the plains below
Is foamy and turbulent here, up in the rapids
The water fall must be near! I think!
I can hear the water roaring
Yet, I see no waterfall!
The slope is steeper now
The climb is more difficult
Through moss and ferns
I keep moving on
Tripping and slipping
Pulling myself up every time!
I must find the waterfall! I think!
The stream is only a trickle now
Its rumbling silenced by my desperate thoughts
Converging and betraying
It is the beginning of the stream!
End of my journey!
No waterfall in between!
Its sunset soon
I have scaled the mighty peak
But the waterfall I sought
As I sit in silent desolation
The floating white clouds make me wonder
In seeking for the waterfall, found only in my mind
Did I forget to relish the stream of Life?