Thursday, 9 October 2008

Short and Sweet



Lengthening sunbeams shine a spotlight on the stage,
Green, red and gold dances to autumnal airs,
The water laughs in the colour she wears,
The ghost of a smile is caught by a fleeting image.
A tree sings a song of an age yet to come,
A waterfall of fire cascades from the sky,
The narrow boat slowly passes by,
Lending the scene the sound of a distant drum.















The swan wakes the water with silver light,
A suspended droplet like a jewel glistens,
Silent music plays, a patient earth listens,
The sun settles on the water in a pool of white,
A fisherman tells his fascinating tales,
About the ones that always got away,
Let no one disbelieve what he may say,
Such stories tip the true balance of any scales.











2 comments:

Aul said...

woow fishing I like fishing too ...

Solitary Dancer said...

Just beautiful. We are just beginning to see the color change for Fall. I hope to get some nice pics this year.

Deb