Making small droplets
Creating a fine mist
Against the sun does shine
Making rainbows with colors so fine
Filling me with longing
Forever just to sit and stare
At their lovely mystic flare
With colors and peace in essences bare
The beauty of nature it does share.
Stripping away all my care
And leaving me bare
Of thoughts that would hinder me there.
I sit on my grassy chair
And in hypnotic trance do stare
At all the beauty I see there
Beckoning me to never leave there
Forever to share
The beauty that is always there.
Larry G. McMillan
Copyright ©2004 Larry G. McMillan