An Ode

2-13-09

Water washes over the algae covered rocks

Splashing up a multicolored mist.

 

Dangling over the edge up high

Moss covered branches beneath

 

Wind swaying through the undergrowth

Peaceful, quiet happiness.

 

Up high towards the heavens

Not a care in the world

 

The blazing fire of the evening sky

Enlightened by the gently rolling water.

 

With a splash the sparkling water soothes the skin

Washing away all pain and worries

 

Cold, the water is refreshing

Opening up the air passages, relaxing the muscles.

 

There is none other so peaceful and quiet, than to be in

A tree overlooking a lake and to dive into that cold water.