By The Waterfall

                                 I am at one with the waterfall,clear waters sloping.
                                                       I sit atop the rocks of it
                                                           waiting,hoping........
                              All the faith I have moves like the clearest streams run.
                                     My doubt is cast out as I greet forth the sun.

                                 The mountains ahead feels my soul looking on.
                                         They have welcomed each moonlight......
                                                 never missed once,the dawn.
                                                     They replinish my spirit,
                                                  They abound in skies blue,
                                                 They uplift the hearts beating,
                                                  Just as bold mountains do.

                                                       Do I need not a world
                                                 To possess all these things?
                                                   It's to ask without thought.....
                                                 Does an angel need wings?

                                                     So,if mortals be worthy,
                                                 should they seek hope at all,
                                                 They will surely find answers
                                                       By the calm waterfall.