The short description is that you're looking at a river, surrounded by rocks and trees. The long description is that you're standing on some wet rocks and boulders at the edge of a rushing river, watching as it curves off into the distance. The water is turbulent from the rocks beneath and standing here you'd be definitely hearing the waterfall directly behind you as white noise magic. Surrounding you and the rocks are great mossy tree branches, arching over your head. They're a lush green and will be dripping water on you every now and then, but you won't mind. The rocks at the river's edge are green with moss and very wet and pleasingly soft to touch. The smell is a delightful fug of leaf mold, greenery, sharp, chilly fresh air and peace. Standing here, you know you want to stay a little longer. Maybe sit on the nearby bench and take all this in for a while. Maybe eat that lunch you packed as you hear the birds overhead calling to each other and let your mind relax.
A picture from our walk along the river at Te Puna o Riuwaka. It doesn't capture half the magic. (As always, more in the alt text)