The sun slowly sinks back into the earth to set
A little orange ball glowing red with its beautiful rays of light gently caressing the ripples of the lake's waters
A frame is captured in one's mind:
The waters are still: creating a calm that speaks to your inner soul
A beauty indescribable, merely by a set of words
A beauty touched only by one's conscience
Glancing into this horizon traps a troubled mind into an island of reflection
The result: an appreciation of Mother Nature.
Once a force, raging with destruction: the waters, the wind mellow down (It is Well)
Calm - a feeling that overwhelms the air: Forms of life , for the day had been alive pay tribute:
That they had a life.
Retiring and appreciating as the sun sets on yet another chapter
Still - yet still the swamps tarnish not this image, an additional accessory to accentuate the remarkable outlook.
The mountainsides bow down as they fade away into the fog of peace, that blankets the sun
Whisky clouds whisper lullaby's to the earth, the birds hum along(It is well)
"Peace be still
Like a child
The winds obey Him
When He sets peace"