Into the Maid of Mist
The cascades rippled through my heart,
An emulsion of colours, I was lost in the art
Drowning the miseries, sorrow and grief
It was time to turn over a new leaf.
I wanted to be swept away,
Paddle the horizons and fadeaway.
Inhaling in such a natural wonder,
I swayed as high as the clouds and yonder.
Rainbows glistened in the haze,
The falls gushed down in a craze.
It was the sounds of an awakening beast,
The euphony was like a heartfelt feast.
Into the Maid of Mist,
As the boats turned and twist,
I could not canvass a more elaborate escape,
Standing upon this magnificent landscape.