People like shiny things, like silver and gold and diamonds
But when you go to the river
And sit upon the waterfall
And watch the bubbles of foam shining on the surface in the morning sun
And you see the sparks of light dancing on water
And the dragonflies shiny wings in the soft rays
You realize there’s so much life in this beauty, it flows on and on, it never stays the same, it just lingers for a moment
And it’s gone
On and on
