Sheer Serenity
The vibrant trees that overlook
The running waters of the bubbling brook
That cast a dancing shadow
On the water below
But still a light leaves its soft glow
On rocks between banks that run to and fro
And on the horizon
Are rolling hills rising.
And the frail, pink flowers growing ever so small
Get support from the trees as though not to fall
And farther along, a path, well beaten
Surrounded with bushes by insects are eaten,
And the brook which bends and turns
Calls me to follow and my heart it burns
To chase it and chase it but i will never succeed
It will always go faster wherever it leads
The spleandor of this magnificent scene
Will even leave the up tight serene
Copyright © Carrie White | Year Posted 2018
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