Natural Bridge Falls II
Like thunder descended to the earth the rushing waters tremble the ground on which we stand and surveyor this glorious scene. Ghostly and white they rush over the smoothly worn rock of the river bed, down from the mountains peaks, carving their path over millennia on their never ending quest for the sea.
Solider like the forest pines guide their path, the mountain peaks generals at their backs, the wilderness under their solemn protection and us under Mother Natures watchful eyes.
