Crown of nature
In the ever flowing veins
Seeping and dribbling through the forest
Is where, her majesty reins
Below serrated mountains
Where a host of daisies nods gently
To the divine water gushing over rocks
Thundering down into an ecstacy pool below
Is where her crown resides
Above the clumpy, mossy mattress
Where jocund trees dance freely
To the orchestra of song birds
Is where her name; beautiful originates