Valley of Life
Earth and water are fashioned to be,
A creative semblance that unlocks the key,
With a brandish; cutting the bands of serenity free,
Leniently possessed by the roots of a binding degree.
The stream is flowing in a hushed tone,
Laying the steadfast water set in stone,
The vacillating tendrils ashore is sewn,
Bearing the rhythm of the ripple zone.
When yellow and blue shades strike as so true,
The green doesn’t take away from the surreal hue,
Entangled in harmony and hard to undo,
With crystal clear intent that soaks the dew.
Glory has ensued; thus it shall live on,
The temptress stream enveils the land that’s forlorn,
Charmingly caressing it as the earth is reborn,
While harvesting in mesmeric beauty that it leaps to don.
Life is at its unfettered best in this scene,
Indulging in an indolence that is uniquely clean,
Snaking through bends to discover a fresher green,
The grass is always greener for all to be seen.