Sometimes the simplest moments can provide the deepest satisfaction – the subtlest details, the greatest pleasure and joy. I know that it can entirely depend on the mood, state of mind, at the time; but I ponder over how much our modern life gets in the way of simple joy. The image/poem that you find below describes such a moment – the image taken and the poem written about two years ago on an early December evening.
The poem itself –
It is calm, cool and peaceful
As the sun stoops
Below the fiery horizon.
Deepening dark blue skies
Expand as the light
Subsides to night.
A young branch grips
The few remaining
Leaves turned vibrant red.
Each leaf is curled inward
By desicant forces,
Drawing leaf shoulders into a cone.
A soft breath
Of rustling wind
Creates gentle motion.
Sounds of leaves remaining
Scratch across the path
Against the rolling rush of water.
As the day draws to a close,
Soothing sights and sounds
Exude serenity and joy.
Thanks for taking the time to look and don’t be a stranger! Feedback and discussion is always welcome. ©2016 by Bill Deuster. May be used for personal enjoyment.
