Sitting on an ancient rock,
pocketing a moment of solitude
Taking in the summer air
along a pond’s shoreline
~
Bucolic edges meandering,
as I gaze the tranquil water
Without a wrinkle, serene,
reflecting trees and sky
Like Castor and Pollux,
indistinguishable contrast
~
Bullfrogs croaking
Birds’ crooning
Sun sinking,
behind the birch and pine
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Mountains purple complete the canvas
painting in my mind
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Beavers poke their curious heads
above the crystalline water line
Breathing is their cause
Effect is perfect ripples
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Hues in the sky ever shifting,
tawny, crimson, orange and yellow,
lavender, pink and lilac,
all sprawling across azure heavens
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Lilies, Reeds,
stumps with moss of emerald
adding color to the palette
of this morphing watercolor
~
Amber crescent making its way
One star suspending unaided,
brighter than all the rest,
solitary star silently pausing,
to gleam amongst the others
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Rain lightly dropping, cooling the air,
cloaking me with contentment
Swathed with nature,
connecting my soul,
a soul that's full and resonating
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Euphoria describes my current mood,
for all that I am witnessing
No raison d’être
Just observing life
Sitting on an ancient rock



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