Pandora's Valley

As I sat with my head in my hands
On a Saturday probably,
I though pandora's box could never be closed.

Out of the box,
Infinity roared out
Like a waterfall.
With it came radiating beauty
And with the beauty came
It's counterpart.
I swam through this
Seemingly endless river
Of confusion
And gratitude
Until by itself the box closed,
And the river dried up.
But now I will always
Live in it's valley
Until I decide
to open up the floodgates
And swim once more.