All Is Calm and Still
A wisp of blue
Morning mist
Caresses the mirrored lake
As a pale yellow sun
Slowly filters through;
Two Mute Swans
Sail effortlessly by
In stately splendour.
A rivulet trickles
Beside a bridge
Built of mellow stone;
Here field mice
Will find refreshment
Through their busy day.
High above
A sycamore tree
Not a breath of wind
Stirs a single leaf,
And down below
A Fly Agaric
Stands silently proud
Like a miniature
Red umbrella.
Sitting, in his fold-up chair
Surveying it all,
A lone fisherman
Drinks in the scene,
And breathes
A contended sigh…
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