I have a special place
I think it secret still
Its behind a water fall
Where I sit on a rocky sill
From this hidden vantage
I look out through the mist
And see what Mother Nature
With life has ever kissed
Spying from my water shelf
I survey all the lay
And plot out my advance
For where I next will play
In the distance seen
Sharp outlined peaks
Down them melted snow
Leaves silver trails as it leaks
Running down as physics mete
So surely to the lows
Pooling in the valley
Where on a warm breeze blows
Moving from my bower
My watery confine
I'll gather it all unto myself
A feeling so sublime