The Waterfall

I am captured by the sound of the waterfall
and assaulted by the sound of people
who aren't captured
by the sound of the waterfall,
who are speaking words
as if they had as much meaning
as the endless shushing
of the waterfall.

Those that pause here long enough
gradually become silent,
still, for a moment,
understand at some level
that there is something beyond
the noise of their own lives,
then forget
that such peace as there is to find
in this world
is only found by disappearing

into the sound of the waterfall.