Hush

Discovered from around 2012. Enjoy!

Hush.

 The lake bathed

           In  the  shadows  of

                                                                   fall and the     yawning of

                                                                   morning.              

        Beside

         the

         board

                                                                       walk

                                                                          murky

                waters

                freckled

      by water

              skaters murmur

            while the reeds rise,

     fall, a frog rustles, thrums,

                                                           a bird chimes, and squirrels stir

                                                        in  hurried duet  to pluck an acorn

   from its nest. The score grows, and the

      trees, dressed in gold, enclose the dark waters

            with their brightening limbs, while the fog lifts in

slow dance, steaming into sun-breath. Now they descend,

            a flock of white, billowing sails, strong and wide, upon the dark,

the waters held by light. The light a silver, golden glimmer. Gliding on, on, on.