Waterfalls
I've been thinking about waterfalls lately. Several weeks ago we traversed a path that led to a steep winding staircase. The iron steps were slippery, the wooden steps were flooded with mud and water. Carefully we made our way to the bottom of the staircase and across the boulders that lie some 20-30 yards away from the bottom of the waterfall. In the shade of an old tree, we settled upon the boulders in silence. The movement of the water cascading over the cliff was mesmerizing. I'd let my eyes settle at the top trying to follow the stream down into the depths of the pool below, wondering if I could follow a single drop through its journey. I sat pondering what it would be like to be that one drop making its way from the top into the gathered larger body of water below. In the midst of the comfortable silence that fell between Luke and me, I was taken back by the drops of water descending into the natural pool of water below. The longer we sat, the greater the p