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Crystal Sunlight
by Richard ColinsonThis is an evening like no other
With crystal sunlight intruding
Across the shoulder of the bay
I am a very tired man
With yet more to do tonight
But I follow the paths of the sunbeams
Playing with ripples on the water
All the way out to where the water meets
The sweetness of the sky
In a hazy, indistinct line
And there I catch the echo
Of aeons of rest
And exhale
A small, slow breath
05/27/2010 Posted on 05/27/2010
Copyright © 2025 Richard Colinson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Linda Fuller on 05/28/10 at 12:11 AM A restful moment, beautifully limned. |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 05/28/10 at 12:11 AM Peace is found in the ebb and flow of a force older than you, older than your town, older than your country...the constant shift from daytime beauty to twilight gloaming, it is enough to revive, restore and rejuvenate, if even for a little while. Enjoy the view... |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 05/31/10 at 08:00 PM Beautifully stated and thoughts we can all relate to. |
| Posted by Linda Fuller on 10/15/11 at 09:27 PM Glad to have a chance to revisit this poem - congrats on POTD :) |
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