In a Place Called New Zealand

I’d like to be in the midst of
Towering trees and cliffs
With waterfalls that look so unreal
You feel like the place
You are is a dream
Or fantasy.

The aqua blue clear rushing
and gushing waters
Embraced by the lush green forest
That towers around you
With the flowers that add
A dash of excitement
In minimal places
That pop out of the surroundings
As bright as laser lights
In a laser show.

The water’s color seems to glow
Like florescent color
Under a black light.
And you only wish to immerse yourself
In such a fantasy world
That you learn to discover exists
In a place called New Zealand

J.V. 6/20/06