The morning sun breaks over the mountain’s peak
Before me the waters of this pond rest in stillness
Earth moves silently beneath the place where I am
A lingering cool morning mist embraces my being
Insects buzz, hovering as the sun warms the day
The calm surface ripples as a night’s hunger is filled
Waves move together as they blend and merge
Life’s constant motion, in this mirror of the sky
A soft breeze caresses my face, embracing me
in love from a distant shore, another place and time
This wind has always been and ever shall be
My breath mingles there along with ancient voices
At moon rise, the smooth surface of the water speaks
The cricket calling in the distance becomes my way
And nearly sleeping I walk upon the glassy waters
Leaving not a trace, as I wander toward forever
grandfathersky 
This was calming – as if I could meld in with the environment. Beautiful.
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Happy New Year, Grandfather.
‘Nessa.
Thank you and thank you for the nomination ! Writing has so many ways of delivering new feelings to others, I always enjoy sharing these words with other – All the best and Happy New Year !
I work with emotions that are so powerful and strong, I tend to be very intense as I go through the day. This if my first visit to your blog, and this piece had a beautifully calming effect on me. As I read the words, I felt myself returning to my center. It’s the dawn again, and I haven’t yet encountered the pain of others in my daily battle. Thank you.
I am so glad you could find comfort in these words. When I wrote ‘Ripples’ Ihad been reading about Zen poetry, and that it was generally based on nature and our surroundings, its intent is to bring us into a meditation (or in this case a contemplation), your comments seem to have proved that out. The photo is a small lake near the summit of Independence Pass – a road between Leadville and Aspen CO., it was one of those scenes that I just saw would be a perfect photograph. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts. Happy New Year!
The power in this poem is palpable. It delves beneath the surface of nature into its spirit and gives us the stillness of the lake. I love several of the lines,
This wind has always been and ever shall be
My breath mingles there along with ancient voices
The cricket calling in the distance becomes my way
among others.
Nearly sleeping you walk upon the waters toward forever. This is just downright good poetry.
It is wonderful to know these words reach out a touch the reader in this way. Thank you so much for taking the time to review and comment. Happy New Year!