Mountains and waterfall

That falling water
Always makes a mesmarising sound
But that fall must be natural
Which in man's inventions can never be found

High above lands
Is a place in between where fluffy grass lies
Besides it, stands the highness of mountains
Tying us to this natural world, reaching the skies

There one can observe few lovely white sheep
Grazing down the hill, almost steep
This is the view that one wants to drink
This is the view in which one wants to sink