In the land where mountains rise so high,
And valleys deep below them lie,
A force of nature, strong and bold,
Ripped the valley from its hold.
No longer nestled at the mountain's side,
The valley felt lost, crumbling away in a landslide,
But in the midst of this great divide,
A connection remained, strong and wide.
For cascading down from the mountain's peak,
Water flowed, so pure and sleek,
It bridged the gap, a shimmering thread,
Binding the two, where once they were wed.
The waterfalls danced, a graceful link,
Between the mountain and valley brink,
Their beauty and power, a sight to behold,
Uniting the two, as nature foretold.
Though torn apart, they remained entwined,
As the water falls, so pure and kind,
A reminder that even when worlds fall apart,
Nature's beauty can heal the heart.
