i look out at the cascading waterfall,
and think to myself,

this is the waterfall of hope,
all the hope in the world,
falling into the river of dreams,

i watch as they follow the current somewhere.

it could be anywhere.

maybe to the end of a rainbow,
or to the middle of the ocean,

or maybe we’ll never know.

maybe the dreams are still floating out there somewhere
they continue to ride the waves,
and forever will.