
In the quiet of a stream’s turn
the turn of streambed currents
In a moment of breeze lull
the lull of a meadowland breeze
…where grasses swayed
On the soft banks of sweet grass waters
all my thoughts returned to her laugh
Poet and writer of imaginative fiction; lover of ancient wisdom literature and mythology; one most passionate about the vibrant world, and all life, and all beauty...it is all I am. View more posts