River Swell
Riverswell
Muted mirror, liquid rich so deceiving.
A mirage of a peaceful flow.
How high and wide the banks recede,
To the mindless pushing swell.
Muted colours, cream greens so beguiling.
A mirage of another world.
How brown the greens seem now,
In the water of the portal's world.
Softer tones I see of you - blurred beauty.
Walking along the portal bank.
Pale colours flowing gracefully,
Love's light dancing on mirror's edge.
Muted window, blurred to a softer promise.
Timeless as the suns path.
Reflected in a faded glory,
No less beautiful with your shine-soft glow.
To stand in green and muted reflection.
Surrendering to time-slow trance.
The portals dream-enchantment,
Look for my brush stroke on the mirrors edge.
Copyright © Dave Taylor | Year Posted 2015
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