Cascading from the hilltops.
Pooling by the trees.
Finding paths between the rocky peaks.
Shimmering back to the sun its beams.
A powerful, constant feature.
Uninterrupted in flow.
Naturalists will search and discover
Where the water goes.
Majestic, mighty and loud.
Yet somehow it feels so peaceful.
A waterfall glorifies its surroundings.
It brings pleasure to many people.
When outdoors, do head towards
That rushing, gushing sound.
Take it in. Appreciate it
While we still walk the ground.
Written 23rd November 2021
For the "W" contest
Sponsor Constance La France
Copyright © Natasha L Scragg | Year Posted 2021
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