The Waterfall

The WaterFall

Dissecting the contiguous mountain

Ridges, I fall down in full majesty,

Into a pristine river;

The milky white presence of mine

Is adding to the glistening sheen

Of water flowing down the ages

In a saintly manner;

This is the time to rejoice the song

Eternal, sung

By the waves cruising along

The course of the river,

silently.

Copyright@Rakesh Chandra