Waterfall

From Up High,
I come crashing down,
Making a Cry,
What a beautiful sound,
Calming & soothing...PEACE abound.

Thru rocks of ancient times I make my way,
From tops of mountains to the bay,
Cutting paths along the way,
Nothing can stand in it's way.

Tho soft and gentle my water flows,
Oft times great are my crashing blows,
Abundant life swim wild and free,
Frolicking & flourishing with glee.

My water brings life to the banks,
Never need i their grateful thanks,
For the people that come to my banks,
From their PEACE & calm i find my thanx.

Wild & free my water flows,
Up & down it goes through it's throes,
To the ocean wide it goes,
How deep no one knows..

JT
Nov 4th, 2007