For all that it’s worth

Magic on May Pond

Afterglow
At first  the water was calm ,  quiet,  smooth and tranquil  , the air almost balmy in the afternoon sun of Novembers “Indian  summer”.   The shallows near the outlet  glasslike  and clear,  I stood wallowing in this unsettling  afternoon for a moment ,   I say unsettling because I have recently retired, no longer a man on the squirrel cage, no longer one of the masses  pushing, rushin,g crowding .   And yet,  I am quickly getting used to this , actually I was ready for it a long time ago,  but  just couldn’t make that move economically.     So now  I have begun to notice little things in nature that I normally wouldn’t have
and I will   write of them now.

Magic on May pond

The shallows  near the outlet of the pond
the old water gate rusted beyond
the water so clear I can see the bottom
the images wavering  like a song

Small lines reflect on the rocky bottom
the sunlit waves creating  just  this  view
they shimmer and shimmer away
as the  slight waves  bring them anew

The freshwater mussels their broken shells
line the ledge beneath
but then  I look  up at the tree tops
and know all that God will  bequeath

Among them the swaying pointed fir trees
a soft shush in the bows
The wind just Gods loving breath
the angels promise and vows

I know now all  about  serenity and it begs us
to bend down and watch
there is no earthly equal you know
only this heavenly match

Where am I  ,  I can now only ask
am I in that place called heaven or here on earth
whatever you do though enjoy this
enjoy it for all that it’s worth

EdF
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Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, or in poetry, in story perhaps to sort out the missing from the found perhaps and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their own words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...

4 thoughts on “For all that it’s worth

  • November 9, 2016 at 3:05 PM
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    Ed, this is a touchingly beautiful piece. With the vivid phrasing you penned I feel as though I am right there with you admiring nature’s beauty and God’s blessing. Great work, dear friend.

  • November 9, 2016 at 3:28 PM
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    It is not until we truly open our eyes, do we see the beauty around us and here you have emoted and penned your observations with eyes wide open. A beautifully penned and inspiring poem my friend.

  • November 12, 2016 at 3:13 PM
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    Very beautiful Ed..loved your words…sometimes when we see nature’s magical gifts, we think that heaven is certainly on the earth itself..thank you so much for sharing..

  • November 13, 2016 at 8:47 PM
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    With heaven being more beautiful than we can imagine and knowing the beauty you speak of here…well it is just breathtaking to think about, isn’t it Ed? Thanks for sharing your bit of heaven with us.

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