I am the light that flickers luminous, upon the rippled water
I am the gentle breeze that tickles the nape of your neck
I am the happy smile of a child singing a riddle
I am the billowing clouds that roll across the very top of the mountain pines
I am the fiery glint of a reflection of the rising sun across the valley
I am the dog's white mane ruffling as she runs, full out
I am a baby’s gentle sigh
I am the hand of a friend slipped into yours during prayer-eyes shut.
I am the moon as it lingers.
I am happy to read that and view your photos. Blessings~ReplyDelete
Such beautiful things, lg. Beautifully expressed.ReplyDelete
E.B. So glad that you stopped on by and that the little poem expressed something that lifted you :)ReplyDelete
Merci Talon. Hope that you are having a terrific weekend!
Love the poem. Actually I love all your poems and photos.ReplyDelete
That is so lovely, lg.ReplyDelete