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Athens waterfalls
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«Light – is water of the sky. Water - is the light of the Earth. Oh, the noisy light of the waterfall.»Fasil Iskander Walking in the public garden on the embankment I had a chance meeting with an old friend of mine and stopped near a bench to have a small talk. We were surrounded by rich grass, blooming acacia and magnolia, splashed in the ozone of the spray. Noisy streets, interweaving, missed one another in different directions. The rocks of the buildings towered majestically. Not any of them resembled each other, but together they made us think of a magic town.
It was a hot summer day. At the crossroads of two streets, from the sky-high wall, just opposite us, fell down a multijet waterfall. Fine water dust sparkled in the sun in many colors, and on the other side of the street a marvelous rainbow was bending. Some flows, striking one another, interlaced and decayed in the flight. The main flow was falling down free, without touching any obstacles. Probably they had been on its way before, but the fall destroyed them with its persistent efforts and now it was falling down, free and slowly, as if being concerned of its own power and holding itself back in the flight, looking even more powerful because of that.
The noise of the waterfall, washing off the residual garbage of bustling sounds of life soothed the soul, we felt its wet breath, and the smell of wet stones, and a light breath of eternity.
A waterfall, which had come to light on the surface by chance, is a strong flow of the nature’s bloodstream. We calm ourselves, looking at it and listening to its wet rich noise. The nature just offers us its wisdom, not imposing it on us. The health of the Earth - is our health!
In the course of conversation and pondering an evening came imperceptibly. At parting I had a look at the embankment and stood still in the silent excitement, looking at the huge water wall, rising to the sky. The streams of blue light were crawling on the huge waterfall; it was towering immovably, in lifeless silence, as if the magical decoration of grandiose apotheosis. Nothing could surpass this show!
It was a hot summer day. At the crossroads of two streets, from the sky-high wall, just opposite us, fell down a multijet waterfall. Fine water dust sparkled in the sun in many colors, and on the other side of the street a marvelous rainbow was bending. Some flows, striking one another, interlaced and decayed in the flight. The main flow was falling down free, without touching any obstacles. Probably they had been on its way before, but the fall destroyed them with its persistent efforts and now it was falling down, free and slowly, as if being concerned of its own power and holding itself back in the flight, looking even more powerful because of that.
The noise of the waterfall, washing off the residual garbage of bustling sounds of life soothed the soul, we felt its wet breath, and the smell of wet stones, and a light breath of eternity.
A waterfall, which had come to light on the surface by chance, is a strong flow of the nature’s bloodstream. We calm ourselves, looking at it and listening to its wet rich noise. The nature just offers us its wisdom, not imposing it on us. The health of the Earth - is our health!
In the course of conversation and pondering an evening came imperceptibly. At parting I had a look at the embankment and stood still in the silent excitement, looking at the huge water wall, rising to the sky. The streams of blue light were crawling on the huge waterfall; it was towering immovably, in lifeless silence, as if the magical decoration of grandiose apotheosis. Nothing could surpass this show!
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