Around the corner… up a block or two…
Across the railroad tracks, just above a rise
lies a respite… an oasis… a mirage…
where romance softly floats on mirror…
and lazes in soft September sun
like lily pads and gondolas with ladies’ parasols on glittered English stream —
Pulling my car just inside the drive
Peering through the open, somewhat dashing elegant gates,
I’m suddenly unsure… Could this be more private than I thought?
But no… far off to the back
I catch the light winking on parked car windows, see the edge of ordinary industry hidden behind waterfall and trees…
And wonder about those inside… in little cubicles.
While out here… this lovely pond in front… is a living painting
A Wordsworth poem
A classical bit of Carnival Camille Saint-Saëns
Grace and beauty and song of praise…
It lifts my spirit like bubbles in fizzy sparkle water glass.
As are the lilting trees round each corner where
golden persimmon color tinges a leaf here… a treetop there…
with just the slightest nuance of what is soon to be.
Is that Your Artist finger smudging in white reflected on water in the same way now?
In my mind, I’m tracing out that smudge myself as if to draw…
You watercolor my heart with this breath of beauty scene
And leave a trail of iridescent anticipation for… I… know… not…what…
This edge of Autumn day
When the splendor of Your Holiness is made of ivory feather sailing on blue…
and praise is quiet, unspoken awe.
This Royal Philharmonic version of Saint-Saëns classical song is the one that came to mind today… unusual with lyrics (listen to end):
© Pam Depoyan
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Swan photo: mine
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