View From On Top
Exhilaration
sits proudly
a peacock preening.
Earth unleashes smells:
leaf moulds, flower blooms,
such dizzying scents.
Aging trees below the canyon
a network of shadows
on the deep blue of a lake.
Reflections on water
images etched in fine swirls
circle upon circle
shimmer, vanish, shimmer, gone.
@jjote. 070721
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