The Boy by the Waterfalls

©️By Elizabeth Esguerra Castillo I see you in one of my greatest dreamscapes, Sitting on a huge rock facing the majestic waterfalls As I emerge out of nowhere in a place called the Ruins, Where an ancient, mystic castle used to stand tall A witness to a great kingdom’s sweet downfall. A river runs through the debris of this enchanting sanctuary, Flowing from under a magical bridge where I am about to cross And there came to view, a vivid and glimmering sight of you, But I failed to see how you could have looked For your back was facing me while you immersed in soulful serenity. I missed to behold how your eyes could have stared beautifully at me Or if you are lonely and needs someone to be just there to listen, As tears flow down your cheeks looking for answers in beautiful solitude. I was about to step on the rock you are sitting on to tap your back and say “Hi!” But then you vanished into thin air and what was left was white smoke, And the empty space you left- the same spot I sat on and delved into my own contemplation Then a realization came upon me that you wanted me to carefully view the waterfalls you have laid your eyes on. The waterfalls signifying the ebb and flow of life, Things happen every now and then, constant changes inevitably take place Every split second and in the mere blink of an eye, But life continuously flows come what may What matters is how we enjoy our journey, And do not have regrets for what could have been, what might have been But simply cherish how things used to be.

The Boy by the Waterfalls