Quenching Audio


Why do you fall so gently when the weather and season are tranquil?

Pouring beauty into a still pool, caring, caressing with grace

A curtain of water, swishing across the stage of a romantic play

Yet when the weather is in full force, you cascade over the rocks in full spate;
bouncing, racing, wild and impatient

Tumbling head over heels, throwing yourself with complete abandon into the
raging turbulence

Whipping up like foam like egg whites

It is only a cold winter's snap that halts your frantic pace.

I wonder,

Am I really asking the question of the waterfall, or am I thinking of myself?


Indicative of life, pour out your emotions and quench this growing thirst of
mine, till my cup overflows with your sweet water.