Sunday, July 31, 2016

At the bay

It was only the other day
I was returning from the bay
Where the trees stood like shadows of dreams
Beside the big lake one morning as it seemed,
The day was just then breaking for us,
Through the clouds the light slanted passed,
Falling upon the surface of water, soft,
Felt like by the beauty of the place held aloft,

It was only the other day,
I was returning from the bay
It was another morning bright
The lake was taking the yellowish light,
Cool breeze from the western front
Came flowing as if to slightly taunt
Me to sing a song of taking the road and be lost
Into love which could remind one of winter and Frost,
And of countryside away from crowd and noise,
Where nature presents her sublime joys.

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