Calm day without a ripple
peace is so compelling
reflecting life as we would wish it
and so the setting spills the surface
barring all but beauty
speaking well within the depths of golden cove
from a distant glance
rocks create a path for minds to walk and jump
across this quiet cove
in playful childhood memory
but on approach those rocks make boulder moves
and scale is seen more clearly
not in waters tale nor in these giant trees
but on these bouldered banks
as mule deer break their truancy
with twitching ears
and tail
and subtle moves revealed
but hold them still these subtle moves
and ghostly blend will be
to leave them still
unseen
a story missed with thoughtless glance
but lost to reverie and beauty
Stephen Stavast |