Flowing, gentle water by the sand and silt.
Glowing moon reflected by the river.
The splashes and the soothing waves,
like music to the ears.
The voices of crickets.
Cool breeze pushing her hair off her face.
Sand and stones pricking her soft palm,
feet dipped in water.
All worries forgotten, washed away,
as she sat by the river side,
gazing up, towards the heavens.
While everybody was fascinated by the city lights,
she wondered about those twinkling things in the sky.
A calming presence, away from the crowds.
A prepossessing sight she'll never forget.
Nocturnal hours by the river.
The beauty of life captured in a few moments.
An admirer of the Creator, she is.
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 3:00 AM UTC
Flowing, gentle water by the sand and silt.
Glowing moon reflected by the river.
The splashes and the soothing waves,
like music to the ears.
The voices of crickets.
Cool breeze pushing her hair off her face.
Sand and stones pricking her soft palm,
feet dipped in water.
All worries forgotten, washed away,
as she sat by the river side,
gazing up, towards the heavens.
While everybody was fascinated by the city lights,
she wondered about those twinkling things in the sky.
A calming presence, away from the crowds.
A prepossessing sight she'll never forget.
Nocturnal hours by the river.
The beauty of life captured in a few moments.
An admirer of the Creator, she is.
