i want to be a waterfall

I am trying to be a waterfall

Endless, abundant, overflowing

Connected (there is only one body)

Only that water falls onto rocks, sprays the bank, grows moss and fungi and tiny little flowers that spring up bobbing heads threatening to fly away at too sharp a breeze

 Crashes into the pool below, the deepest well, deep enough to catch all of this water falling from the sky over the cliffs edge from the clouds that glow gold in the evening light

All of the water in the world coming through this channel

Held like a cradle

So the body is not just one body but all bodies

 

Where do I put it, all of this water

Looking for rocks and moss and slimy leaves that fall from the trees wet with spray and splash

I pick out the shiniest shells hidden between pebbles at the beach, polished sharp and smooth by the heartbeat pull of waves

Put them in my pocket, portals to this body

 

When (if) the ground wants to drink it will open itself up

soft and ready

 

When the earth is too hard it cannot receive the rain

A pursuit of protection blocks all, even that which would soften it

The waterfall would flood the field it is too much

Overwhelming

It doesn't need the waterfall

I wonder if it is even thirsty

It should be easy, to give and receive.