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Living On Waterfalls
Black Water Falls, WVClick thumbnail to view full-size
Living on top of Waterfalls
At times life moves so quickly, I feel as though I am at the top of a waterfall and no matter how hard I paddle, the current is too strong. I am being pulled down over the edge. I feel as though I am falling forever and yet it is over before I can breathe again. A deep breath just before the plunge, a gasp as I bob up, then under I go. Frantically trying to stay afloat as the rapids shove me around, bashing me against rocks and tree roots. I grab at a root as I am whooshed by, just grazing it with my fingers. The next root is caught in my hand pulling and slamming me against the bank. This is only temporary as I lose my grip, sliding along the bank, scraping up my side as I am thrown back into the turbulent water.
I know this river may go on forever and am certain that I can not. I recall a vacation at Myrtle Beach, S. C. several years ago. The motel had what they called a “Lazy River” where you would just drift in this little man-made stream, going around and around. I dream of that easy relaxed time and want more of it. It would be so nice to lay atop that tube and let the pulsing jets gently ease me along. The slow movement and the big oblong doughnut shape make for peace of mind. A bit of meditation, unlike the ferociously ravenous waterway I am now being propelled through.
Give Me a Break
Give me a babbling brook, a still pond, a gentle lapping lake to help strengthen and refresh my resolve. A small break, even if just for a few days. Recuperated I can bear the roiling, churning deluge further. Accepting the battering and bruising that goes along with it. Praying to keep my head above water and air in my lungs. Hope there will be an end to this whirlpool soon. Faith that there will be a safe comfortable cove somewhere along the shore. A dry and warm shelter, with plenty of food and drink. These are the things that keep me going.
Bottom of Waterfalls
Life at the top of a waterfall may be tremulous but to live at the bottom would certainly be much worse. The constant pulverizing impact of the crushing avalanche of liquid would be impossible to survive. There would be no way to come up for air. The tumbling aqua with force of steel crashing upon your head, would paralyze if nothing else. No chance of reaching for a root to secure yourself. The only thing to save you at the bedrock is prayer, possibly a miracle. Don't get me wrong, waterfalls are beautiful at a distance, even close up.
Cumberland Falls, KYClick thumbnail to view full-size
Living behind a waterfall, now maybe that is where it's at. Watching life go by right outside your home. Viewing nature at its purest yet being out of harms way. Yet the roaring cascade may make it difficult to sleep. Certainly would erode your hearing. It may be a bit dark and dank as well. How much sunlight would get through, I wonder? This may still be too generous with activity for me. I prefer to be little more laid back.
Serenity and Tranquility
Give me the trickle of a slow running stream, with birds singing, frogs croaking, and crickets chirping. Give me a sympathetic pond with fish jumping, turtles bathing, and herons fishing. Give me a tranquil lake with sunlight glistening off the many ripples, birds flying above and pink blush clouds stroked across the pale blue sky. Shade trees and flowers, plants of all kind and wildlife bustling about at their chores. I'll visit the waterfalls whenever I need more vigor in my life. But let me live the serene life, there I will be thoroughly content.
Waterfalls of my Mind
I will be content to live such a life when I reach that cove. Until then I will battle the current and struggle to stay above water as I tumble from one fall to the next. This life may not be easy but it is worth living, for all the beauty in it. Ah, a root maybe I can grasp it! Stretching, kicking with all of my strength. Farther, farther I lunge toward it, but I am not strong enough. I can not quite get there. Drifting and dog paddling I will overtake my nemesis eventually. I will not let it keep me down. I will not drown, for waiting for me somewhere along this treacherous white water I will find my respite, where my beautiful grandchildren wait with open arms to comfort their Grammy.