Days of old, days new. <br />Roaming along, <br />the waters edge. <br />Skipping stones from long ago! <br />Cutting winding vines of thorny deeds. <br />Whilst, protecting flesh from a bleed. <br />Silken flowers wave in the breeze. <br />On the edge beneath a tree. <br />A promise... a story? <br />Glimpse the future seeds. <br />Plop! <br />A rock floats to muddy depths. <br />A spider weaves its intrigued web. <br />Eyes peering from across the way. <br />Watching! <br />Waiting to fly away! <br />Ripples jump from shore to shore. <br />Atop, a leaf spins to explore. <br />Small fleeting signs! <br />Dancing to the waters design.<br /><br />Karen van Wyk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pond-9/
