Magic at the Waterfall

Crystal clear, pure and bright.
Falls from a tall and massive height.
It calls to me and calls to you.
You might not realise, but it’s true.

It shouts and giggles, yells and screams.
The water falls into the streams.
Flows on towards the big ocean.
There it’s calm, no commotion.

The sight of it in the sunset
Helps me sleep, helps me reset.
Animals lap water nearby
Some can run fast, some can fly.

The water rushes in a blink.
My disappointments start to sink.
The blue’s a blur at your first glance.
Slowly, it starts to enhance.

Feeling gush on past the eye.
They float and race and start to fly.
Gliding up, all smiles and calls.
This is why l like the falls.