All About Reflections
Mechele Calvert 1966
So much beauty..so much peace..I feel as if in trance..Gazing into the water..I see the mountains dance!
Surrounded by silent trees..like a mirror is the lake.
Revealing Royal Giants..draped in snow-white capes.
The wind whispers a question..the mountains nod their heads
And dance to the graceful rhythms..of slowly rolling waves.
Their shoulders touch ever so lightly..but never for long to remain..
apart they drift until wind and waves allow them to meet again.
Now the lake gets excited with ripples..the wind has changed its tune.
The mountains are shaking in ecstasy forgetting to touch..but soon it is over.
Once more
They nod..and touch..and let go..
All day long..till the sleepy sun pours gold over rock and snow.
In Wingless flight arrives the night..her shroud soon covers all gold
Taking away the mountain's play..leaving a dream to behold.
With Love to Mangalika Acariya..
Salam,
Cherine
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