by Leonard M Hawkes

Perhaps in innocence,
Foolishness, or curiosity,
Tranquilly he lingered
Beside the road:
Satisfying foreigners'
Unsated search
For the wild.

Resolutely you swam
Through the drifts;
Winter no more threat
Than summer's sun;
Gracefully secure
In all seasons:
An unquestioned queen.

In enviable majesty
I graze the flowery marsh
Of the outlet.
Immense, yet fleet
As a charger;
The solitary master
Of the mountain.


Author's Note: Three scenes

Posted on 10/21/2003
Copyright © 2021 Leonard M Hawkes

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