Reflections Upon the Water
Reflections Upon the Water …
Looking in the still calm water
and gazing at my reflection,
two doves fly up from the shore,
into the sky, flying toward the sun –
while two sun rays meet above.
Many different wildflowers,
bloom along the banks,.
they bloom in bright colors,
making rainbows in the water.
They’ll bloom in loveliness,
all summer long,
then nod their blooms
and wilt in the autumn winds.
Butterflies everywhere,
look like their flying,
through the still water -.
I see so many reflected there.
They were there
and dancing all summer long,
by the river –
those butterflies so free and wild.
Two ducks,
come swimming along,
I see their webbed feet,
through the clear water
and in the reflections,
I see at least four.
They’ll swim in the river,
all through the autumn,
making their way among the colorful leaves,
like little boats upon the water.
Till the river freezes and is still,
when the north winds,
blow the winter in.
The ducks will go waddling,
slip sliding on the frozen water.
Music, the ripples of the flowing water,
make sweet music.
I hear sounds like the plucking of strings,
on an unseen instrument
and I imagine notes floating in the air.
The water gurgles over rocks
and little fishes play there.
The sunlight dabbles the water
with shadow and light.
My thoughts wander,
as I gaze in the ripples.
I’m longing to see faces from the past,
from another time,
from another place.
Seeking their bright smiles
in the reflections.
So that when the riverside,
becomes a frozen, magical,
land of snow and ice,
in the wintertime,
I can wait in anticipation,
when spring makes it all come alive again,
leaving the reflection of my smile –
behind for the springtime.
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Such a lovely poem, Rasma. It is imbued with nature’s peace and beauty on a relaxing day. I love it!
Thank you, Phyllis.
Rasma the visuals of this poem are very endearing…
Thank you, Kurt.
Beautiful Rasma. Such wisdom in these moments of natural beauty. Well versed. Jamie
Thank you, Jamie.
Rasma , I don”t know but I’m betting your favorite is spring !
Amazing visions !
Thank you, Ed. My all-time favorite was summer but with time things changed and now I prefer spring more. But inspiration strikes about both seasons.
Your description of Nature is so beautiful. I love reading it.
Thank you, Yasmin.