…But not a drop to drink. The infinite possibility of water. The raw power that makes you just want to stare at it and observe. Indefinitely. I want to jump in, but I know that the rainbow won’t protect me like a soft trampoline or a mother’s sling. What’s beautiful and inspiring would soon become violent and terrible. It’s just a fleeting thought of course, at hand is the task of capturing this moment for someone else to reflect on it later and imagine themselves jumping onto the rainbow’s misted platform.