Most people enjoy Weeping Rock in Zion National Park from the shelter of the overhanging cliff where they can stand behind the constant shower of water.  They look out over the canyon below and marvel at the hanging gardens, plants clinging to the moist sandstone walls.

But on this day I wandered the little stream that forms below the weeping rocks from the gathered waters.  It moves from one pool to another over tiny cascades.  One in particular caught my attention.  The random arrangement of rocks made a pleasing pattern.  The small branches, sticks really, added interesting lines.  The green moss on the red rocks added accents of color.  It was a place of tranquility, a place to go to be quite and at peace.