Retired
Retired
melting slowly
into the world
spreading visibility into
gleaming pools
after a rain.
small onyx eyed birds
surround the rolling edges
dip and ruffle wings,
bath like Grecian goddesses
in a woodland bower.
Sprites and spirits watch
to learn the secrets of
simplicity
life afforded them
now the worshippers are gone.
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017
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