The Other Day
I went down by the river
just the other day
I sat on my favorite granite
as I gently caressed a kyanite
I listened to white rushers
splash against steel grey rocks
I graciously engulfed the refreshing
mist from below
Now,
Deep,
Deep inhalations
Then restorative exhalations
A peaceful calm is found
A radiant ray coyly appeared
through the pines
Now sweet melodies of Georgia
are on my mind
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2023
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