Waterfalls in the Unknown

Putting my heart out here >.< 

I, a child, asked What is a waterfall as I stood in my favorite spot,

Overheard by the mysterious sounds of water it did not answer.

I guess its clear rushing water is as witless as myself.

I guess its phthalo blue water is as shallow and trivial as my thoughts,

The quick, but moronic, laughable thoughts,

Is it transparent for everyone to abuse? Or perhaps it is filled with depth and mystery?

Or I guess its essence is in its movement,

Everlasting and ever changing since to thrive you have to change!

Happily changing to appease the people that control it,

It might also be rushing to escape from the weight of painful, unspoken expectations.

But now it seems to me as a rushing pool of adrenaline and dreams.

She may be starstruck everytime she watches the sunrise,

She may be endearing when any animal passes by,

She may be flattered when young, old, man, women, black, white, latino, asian or any other sit beside her,

And like that even the dull thalo blue is mixed with a shade of cerulean blue.

But still I perceive you can hear the roaring sounds of weeping and water drops,

What do you think made it tremble?

The warm tender touch in it's silhouette,

The rough, hard and bad abandonment from the lying stallion,

Leaving then, a wet, fiery, trembling mess.

Regardless, the waterfall still has strength to crush against rocks that obstruct it's pathway,

The stubborn, fixed and rarely ruptured rocks that were implanted by someone's malicious words,

Mischievousness that was then forced into the waterfall and that tries to block confidence,

Each day is a fight to get rid of mean basalt that then attracts unwanted slippery and depressed lime.

Somehow when the current is strong with determination and filled with tears the rocks will falter,

And the component of emotions will intercept the shear stress axis and will shatter the eyesore,

Splash! And the segments destroyed little by little will slide into the bottom of the unknown abyss.

Unfortunately not only rocks obstruct the way,

Logs and leaves are a minor inconvenience but are still a bother,

They try to show off, but in reality all that green will never buy the happiness of water,

The happiness of renewable life is what you need, not lifeless leaves and branches!