Morning dew glittered upon the ground,
as the light of dawn filled the warm air,
sky of perpetual blue, depths so profound,
a magnificent sight there for us to share.
The sun began it’s steady rise in the east,
consuming the sky with it’s amber glow,
flowers blooming, sign of eternal peace,
as a gentle breeze starts to gently blow.
Placid lake of emerald blue so crystal clear,
with a perfect reflection of the trees on shore,
joyful birds heard chirping both far and near,
a woodpecker tapping, knocking on the door.
A mystical angelic setting forever so serene,
lost in the fantasy of the this very moment,
forgetting the wants of the world so mean,
the burdens cast for which we never atone.
The forest holds the secret of endless time,
a location without a future or even a past,
gateway in discovering ecstasy of the mind,
where the essence of spirit can eternally last.
ah, this poem is indeed magical. The theme is both peaceful and sensual and your well written quatrains add a classical flavor that enhances the experience. Well done!
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