Thursday, April 5, 2012

* reflections by David Taylor




how beautiful the sun's reflections make
the air touched, gently rippled lakes
perfectly formed and round
on the still pond it's found
how muted soft in morning mists
by which the fertile fields are kissed
magnificent the coloured clouds
as its light they partly shroud
how would you see that form
without all this that is its gift of dawn


without all this that is its gift of dawn
how would you see that form
as its light they partly shroud
magnificent the coloured clouds
by which the fertile fields are kissed
how muted soft in morning mists
on the still pond it's found
perfectly formed and round
the air touched, gently rippled lakes
how beautiful the sun's reflections make



9 comments:

Antonette said...

Beautiful reflection. Happy Easter to you and yours.

~Antonette

Sylvia K said...

Gorgeous skies and reflections and beautiful words to match! Terrific capture, doesn't get any better than this! Have a great weekend!

Sylvia

Sivinden said...

Great skies and reflections - and a beautiful poem.

nonizamboni said...

Lovely poetic description of our lakes up here! I posted about Owasso Lake today.

lina @women's perspectives said...

Love the poem and reflection :)

Liz said...

Beautiful photo. Happy sky watching and I wish you a Happy Easter.

My Sky.

Linda said...

Wonderful words and photo! Happy weekend to you!

Gayle said...

Beautiful and makes me think of home as I'm stuck here in the desert.

Tatjana Parkacheva said...

Beautiful scene.

Regards and best wishes