Above the cliffs where eagles soar,
The sky lets go—then something more.
A stream, once still in mountain’s palm,
Now rushes down without a qualm.
It tumbles past the rooted pine,
Its rhythm deep, its motion fine.
Like silver silk on ancient stone,
The waterfall speaks all alone.
No tongue it has, no eyes, no breath,
And yet it sings of life and death.
A voice so wild, so strong, so pure,
It teaches what we must endure.
The mist begins its quiet kiss,
A soft caress the earth won’t miss.
Each droplet caught in morning’s gleam,
Feels like the edge of some lost dream.
It dances free from peak to stream,
Defying stillness, chasing gleam.
No fear of what the fall may bring,
It trusts the wind, the rock, the spring.
How strange, this roaring waterfall,
It loses much, yet gains it all.
It sheds the heights, the snow-capped peak,
To find the valley’s voice to speak.
We watch from trails both worn and steep,
Our questions buried far too deep.
What makes it leap when none would dare?
What draws it to the open air?
Perhaps it knows what we forget,
To fall with grace, to lose regret.
To pour ourselves into the day,
To break, to shine, to drift, to stay.
I’ve seen its rage, I’ve felt its peace,
I’ve heard the noise and known release.
I’ve closed my eyes beneath its spray,
And left behind the weight of grey.
The birds fly close, the breeze draws near,
The forest listens, sharp and clear.
The rocks below, now smooth and wise,
Have heard the truth without disguise.
It isn’t just a stream let loose,
It’s nature’s way to break the noose.
To crash and rise, to fall and mend,
A symbol shaped by skyward bend.
And in its flow, I see my fight,
My stumbles through the darkest night.
My days of doubt, my fleeting fire,
My wish to climb, my deep desire.
But more than this, it shows me how
To live in full, to breathe in now.
To let the past flow down the bend,
To leap toward life around the bend.
Oh waterfall, your thunder calls,
You pull me from these shadowed walls.
You teach me not to fear the fall,
But bless the drop, and give it all.
And so I stand, with arms spread wide,
Let go of pain I used to hide.
Like you, I’ll fall and I’ll be free,
To rise again, endlessly.