The singing mountain

We left for the day to walk the trails in search some of nature's beauty's,
 We suited up backpacks, cameras, walking sticks like we were going for a tour of duty.
We walked for what seemed forever through the rough trail,
Thinking we'd never see the waterfall began to seem like searching for the holy grail,

Up the winding path around the tree line we could begin to hear the water getting louder,
Then once around the bend we were there, the silky water flowing as white as powder,

The sound of water gently flowing over the layered rocks sounded like music from mountain,

Till it swirled at the bottom for one final splashing up as if it were a fountain.
We could sit and enjoy the songs of the streams for hours as it played,

Oh! the glorious tune it was singing was one of the most splendid sounds ever made.
So next time you have the chance to sit and adore one nature's songs,
Just settle in with ts gracefulness and sing right along.

Psalm 105:41

 He opened the rock, and the waters gushed out;

 they ran in the dry places like a river.