A Waterfall of Questions

The water tumbles down to the rocky shore,
Falling, falling, and nothing more,
Only to join the pool at the end,
Only to find itself to lend
The careless spirit of the fall
That mystifies and baffles us all.

We all want to know what lies ahead,
After we’re gone, after we’re dead,
The water jumps without knowing,
Its childish act goes to showing
We all must take a fearless leap,
Without understanding what lies in deep.

The mist shrouds the strange event,
Hiding knowledge heaven sent,
Shadowing the cognizance we want so much,
Shattering the world with a fateful touch,
Like the apple, we seek all learning,
But we must stop our hearts yearning.