Waterfall, waterfall
listening to your
warning voices
of the coming flood,
waterfall, waterfall,
I would silence them
if I could
for the skies grow darker,
and it’s not for today
for the flood will come
‘don’t wait, don’t wait
for them,’
they murmur,
‘for the future is written
in the waves
of another day,’
And as above
the birds sing,
from silence
to silence
and the close
of dusk,
the river stops
suddenly,
and chokes itself
beneath
the trees
and leaves
hanging
for the future,
it won’t wait
can’t wait,
but it must!
they sing
It must!
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