Mountains cast shadows in the evening twilight.
They darken the crimson clouds behind me.
I saw birds begin to land and grow still.
Night has come near again.

When I awoke in the morning,
I saw the sun rising over our lake.

The shimmering waves are creating dancing lights.
My wall reflects their dynamic motion.
I enjoy seeing that I am part of a larger world.

As the days cycle, I embrace nature’s mysteries.

W. Wayne B.

© 2012 W. Wayne B.

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About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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