Sunday, December 7, 2014

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday

I am the leafless river. 
I am the fountain on the brink. 
And when the wind is breathless 
and night has dropped the day 
and all its industry and play, 
I am the eagle eye reflecting 
deepness of the quiet moon. 
Awaken to this revelation! 
See its prophecy alight 
the water into soundless flames. 
Feel its photovoltaic inspiration 
wash against a thoughtless shore. 
And love the intuition of the trees 
dancing in the breeze of being 
all and nevermore.

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