Waterfalls roaring mingling
With the sound of warbling birds
Cold breezes stirr the trees and rustle
The leaves that forgot to sail
Off the trees
Creeks bubbling and flowing forever
Gurgling and winding along steep banks
Oh, such beauty seen today
Such lovely and picturesque beauty
Which nearly took my breath away
Moss covered rocks and grass
And bushes which bloom in late Spring
And stands with might
The dark tunnel of stone
Going
Right
Through
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