The Waterfalls Have Switched Directions

by johannespunkt

The waterfalls have switched directions. The flow of water has been slowing down the last few weeks, and for an hour or so yesterday the river was completely still, like in a photograph. Droplets hanging in the air. Bubbles just about to burst. Old diffuse reflections trapped on the shimmering surface. The only thing that broke the stillness was a school of confused fish. And then the spell broke; the water started flowing backwards, up the rocks toward the mountain whence it came. The well-water has already turned salty.

I cannot fathom why the mountain is gathering all that water.