Echoes Beneath the Fall

As evening descends, the waterfall emerges like a voice rising from stone, its waters tumbling in silver ribbons against the cliff’s rugged grace. Framed by lush greenery and a sky washed in soft hues of pink and coral, the scene breathes serenity and awe. Mist rises gently from the plunge pool below, wrapping the base in quiet reverence while scattered trees reach toward the last light above the ridge. The fall doesn’t shout, it sings. And in its song, time slows, inviting you to listen to the earth’s heartbeat as it moves, rests, and remembers.