Down from the mountain to the canyon below.
A pure and gentle stream flows down you know?
Over a period of time it has carved a path way.
In the hard rock the flowing has carved it away.
Generations of time has yielded a smooth flow.
It broadened its own path surely and very slow.
As the rocks purify the water it replenishes life.
Its pure cool taste quenches many thirsty lives.
It is beautiful to the eye and music to the ear.
It awakens all my senses when I stand here.
This picturesque scene to the highest degree.
Sure as the gentle flow of this mountain stream.
It begins as a trickle high atop the mountain.
Its water formed a pure crystal clear fountain.
Its pure gentle flow a natural miracle to behold.
A pure flowing stream arouses senses I know.
I could stay here all day and never tire at all.
The sound of a gentle flow and music as it calls.
Nature at its best a sight to treasure, my friend.
I wish I could stay at the stream until my end.
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