The Cliff and the River

The cold river rushed through the endless stream, a small breeze making the grass dance. The waterfall gushed with fresh water, it looked like a wall of blue satin, lined with silver. The small birds glided peacefully, with their wings slicing through the air like a blade! The soft scent of damp water fills my nostrils. The turquoise blue water is still, disrupted, silent and angelic. The calmness of it makes one restless. The sky was cloudless and cerulean, and the shrubs stood as still as soldiers, the fresh aroma of pine wafting through the clean air. The beautiful alpine cliffs in the background, standing tall and proud, their silhouette defined by the blinding sun, vivid and dazzling, among the cloudless skies... - Sakushla Gunasekara (Year 7)