The Quiescent Water Way
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Still shallow waters,
Fish unseen, hugging the brackish bed,
Salt grass and saltwort give ample shade
And shelter from hungry predators
That fly around the insurmountable
Pinnacles of the surrounding hills.
The lad sits quietly on a small wooden pier,
Mulling on thoughts that elevate his soul.
No vale of darkness shall invade his being,
At least not while he rests before the stretch of water.
For there alone he feels at peace.
Indeed the quiescent waters refresh him.
Even the flapping of some solitary sea duck
Will not ruffle his meditative mind.
Suddenly he hears voices and a boat arrives
To end his peaceful stay on the water way.
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2022
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