Down here, the river is king,
It’s path through the rocks,
Is how it does sing,
Tunnels and chambers,
Left only in it’s wake,
The beauty of nature’s,
Elegant mistakes.
Time does stand still,
And the air fails to travel,
Light dances endlessly,
Above the gravel,
But the majestic secrets,
This dwelling does hold,
Will reveal themselves,
To only the bold