The waterfall falls and presumes a net is near

The waterfall falls, the net moves away in fear

The waterfall crashes into the ground

Throwing leaves away without making a sound

 

The waterfall is much like his friend; fire

Run across fields to burn brighter

He trips and becomes a fighter

He turns into hope and gets called a liar

for he has what others greatly desire 

 

For the fire burns bright

The waterfall burns brighter

They feed on each other, making the flowers bloom faster

When night comes they become the light's master

Their souls like torches, in the pitch-black disaster