The Waterfall

The waterfall rages all day and night. It poses as a wonderful delight. But it roars as all the water pours and pours the ever mutable water droplets of life.

Steady it remains now, but how the water droplets weather away! Though I wish to stay and relax to the tranquility, it seems to cause such a fright as the droplets of the waterfall rain all day and all night.

Though it remains strong, it cannot last long. It will freeze in the winter and the everlasting water droplets shall cease. "Please, please!" they will cry. But should they die?

Soon they will melt. The droplets of life will pour for all to adore. But all that see might be- they might be. Whether they do or not, it cannot change the plot of the waterfall. Though tall and glorious, it cannot last forever. Nothing does.