By the Edge of a Pond
By the edge of a pond, in a trance I stood
Wind's soft breath blew ripples
in a lily pad neighborhood
Sunbeams darted in and out of each swirl
Glistening, twinkling
to a silent rhythm they twirled
When a small voice beckoned
Its humble suggestion
'Paint me'
~ Faded in seconds
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2018
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