The falls cascades gracefully
over the water beaten rocks that
lead to the crystal blue stream
that snakes gracefully down
the majestic tree covered mountain.
The soft mist from the falls
reflects the suns' rays that
shine like diamonds on the wind
blown green grass.
As the sun sets, brillant colors
of red, yellow and purple
paint the sky, as we walk,
hand-in-hand up the
winding path
that leads to heaven.
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