In the heart of emerald woods they hide,
Veils of mist where secrets confide.
Whispering softly, the waters descend,
A dance of echoes that never end.

Glistening threads of silver and white,
They tumble down in the quiet night.
Moonlight kisses the rippling stream,
Where dreams awaken in a liquid dream.

Upon the rocks, they carve their song,
A melody ancient, deep, and strong.
Nature’s symphony in endless refrain,
Binding the earth with a gentle chain.

Beneath the falls, the world stands still,
Captured by the water’s will.
A timeless journey in cascading grace,
Where the soul finds its quiet place.