The Best View is in Front of my Eyes

Walking towards the slippery, mossy rocks,

the forest hidden behind the beautiful waterfall.

Clouds everywhere in the pastel, purple, orange sky,

There are silhouettes of all the trees and bushes.

The best view is in front of my eyes.

The waterfall trickles down,

the rocks transform like a lizard hunting its prey.

While the people take photos of the majestic waterfall,

my lap gets wet with the water mist.

The best view is in front of my eyes.

Sitting on the mossy rocks,

closing my eyes while my years hum because of the waterfall.

My mind slowly drifts away

hearing the water.

The water is so graceful just sitting on the slimy rocks.

The best view is in front of my eyes.