flowers by the lake

mirror of tranquility,
bright in hues of celebration:
time passes on clouds of music

where harmony brings together
water and sky —
color and light —
the inner and outer worlds —

springtime of joy in truth:
heart racing, scent of nectar, and
the audible breathing that’s

life

itself

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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