A Haven Against the Storm

We heard the power of the water,
crashing down from high above.

Yet beneath the rushing water,
lay a still pool of blues and greens.

Touched by rivers of gold and diamonds,
a treasure beneath the cascade.

And there we found one another,
like a beacon, it did call.

Bringing us together,
holding us, hand in hand.

A stillness against the roar,
a haven against the storm.

Our own private waterfall,
shared forever more.