This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:

Stillness broken only by water sounds,

Cascading against the rock.

Time seems to linger here

As God’s watery finger turns back the clock.

I sit in awe at such magnificent wonder…

A rainbow adorns rising spray.

In my mind, as clear as chimes,

Haunting Indian flute notes linger far away.

An invisible hand, long before man,

Has carved and painted this land.

Man was then formed and given birth

To enjoy rainbows and waterfalls on Mother Earth.