Flows endlessly
Through a meadow
As the sun rises and sets
On a new day
Brings a new day as the light
Falls upon the dew
Those drops of crystal
Resting peacefully upon the sweet grass
I lie watching the time pass sweetly in the air
The quiet breeze whispers slowly to the trees
As the leaves rustle in reply
My soul waits
Watching
As the brook beside me slows
Into a trickle and stops
Time……
Moonlit Poetry 