Streams gushing from the Rocks

"...streams of fresh and soft-flowing waters have gushed from the rocks, through the sweetness of the words uttered by your Lord, the Unconstrained; and still ye slumber."    (Baha'u'llah)

Baha'u'llah was, of course, speaking metaphorically but the metaphor takes new life when you stand in the rockscape and gaze up at Hardings Falls.

It was a long drive - the last part over a very rough road.  It was a lovely walk through a forest.

And finally it was a very steep descent down a very rough path indeed.
And then it was very peaceful and quite beautiful.

"Numerous confessions and divers creeds abide peacefully beneath the shadow of thy sovereignty. Let this people be also numbered with them."   (Baha'u'llah)
We were a small group but religiously diverse and we found some peace at Hardings Falls.

"Prefer ye to be silent, whilst every stone and every tree shouteth aloud: 'The Lord is come in His great glory!'? "   (Baha'u'llah)The stones and rocks that make the canyon perhaps did not audibly shout but they certainly grabbed the attention.

And so we made our way back to the car park where picnic and prayers rounded off the day.