For hours he sat by the waterfall.
The cascading waters relaxed him.
The water seemed to take on new shapes.
The first shape appeared to be a house.
It hovered in the falls as he watched.
It was the home he had grown up in.
The second shape formed a cap and gown.
It fluttered as if caught in a breeze.
His graduation had been windy.
The third shape was that of an old man.
There was something angry about him.
He remembered the boss that fired him.
The fourth shape was that of a woman.
Her curves were seductive and haunting.
It must have been the love who had died.
The fifth shape was that of an infant.
It disappeared just as it had formed.
The child nature kept him from having.
Now the waterfall started to glow.
What was this sixth shape that was forming?
Everything vanished into the light.
