face ripples in watery reflection
straining to see the bottom
i crouch for further inspection
and vanish into the colors of autumn

wind shuffles
through the long grass

seeded heads
drowsy
in the percolating afternoon

broiled air
heavy and lethargic
laboriously ascends
its unseen ladder
into the barren sky

Arcady sings
from a place
of unimaginable height

the song
is a whisper
at the precipice

I am the wing
that awaits your breath
to take flight

I see
Blue clear sky, no clouds
Yellow sunbeams
Green landscapes
Bright colored flowers
Time stands still….
Listening
No wind
Birds call
Flying  flock of birds
Gracious moving swans
Children laughing while playing
People singing and praying.
Happy spring day.



Shell✨🐚