Waterfalls are Nature’s poetry in motion. Their roar of their turbulent flow embraces a quixotic, soothing serenity. Fueled by last night’s thunderstorms, I sat stream-side in eye candy wonder, listening to Creation’s rushing water symphony. I M blessed . . . May U B 2.
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
3 thoughts on “Dancing Waters”
Five stars ⭐️ ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Very poetic and I learned a new word, quixotic! ❤️❤️