Paul Casey

i gazed

among blooms
i saw
and gazed

clear cool
placid pool
danger rests

down drifts
white and blue
through the trees

gentle water
flow
tinkling fall
like water

jostle each other
pouring rain
westbound train

i say
eyes tell
i smile

mere sweetness
illuminate the challenge
easily forgotten

snow falling
lighting bright
pillow soft

great trees
in forests
in silence

the refrain
rushing in
was a tune