First sight
Morning dawn
Glorious rising
The sound of rushing waters
Clean and crystal clear
Mountains coming alive in beautiful array
Trees spread upon them in rich display
Greens of every shade
Turning to gold
The rocks spread out with all their strength
Along the river banks
The monsoon floods toss them around
Like pebbles in the sand
In this timeless moment
I sit here in childlike wonder
Knowing my maker
My majestic creator
Is the Timeless One.
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