...Feathery white snow... ...glistens in the sunlight... ...waiting for the wind to blow... ...Blankets the rushing frozen water... ...and muffles the roar from below...
...Come... ...have a seat... ...take the load off... ...for awhile... ...Have... ...a thought or two... ...or none at all... ...Relax... ...let the world... ...worry about itself... ...till tomorrow...
...I have a wonderful view the whole year through... ...To hold up the fence is all that I do... ...marking the boundry between pasture and yard... ...while watching for Trespassers I keep guard...
...Spires of Wood and Stone... ...the canyon calls... ...beckoning to the weathered tree... ...come to me at last... ...join me in full... ...become as stone... ...one with me for eternity...
...evening sunlight paints the world... ...scattered rays twine together... ...a sparkling web appears... ...the spider dances in the twilight... ...as shadowed leaves chime in the fading sun...
...Flowing through black schist... ...cutting deeply over time... ...the same path the lava took... ...through the years the canyon grew dark... ...as sunlight becomes scarce... ...the spirit of the canyon... ...rises from the depths...
...The music of the Falls... ...echos up the rock walls... ...drawing the visitor closer for a better look... ...misty shades of green... ...entice the imagination... ...to ponder what lies behind the rushing water...
...Strolling along... ...the roar grows louder... ...what shall we find... ...just over the rise... ...water falling over the edge... ...rainbows in the mist...