Reflections so still on the water, <br />A mirror of trees all around, <br />The colours do change through the autumn, <br />As leaves gently fall to the ground, <br />The pathway is lined by their patterns, <br />As scattered and blown by the breeze, <br />The sunlight is resting upon them, <br />Between the faint shadows of trees. <br /> <br />With far away dreams in the distance, <br />Now glowing as morning does rise, <br />And passing this way far above me, <br />I gaze at the bluest of skies, <br />The chill of the frost slowly melting, <br />And warming my heart with the air, <br />While leaves floating by on the water, <br />Now move within circles they share. <br /> <br />So peaceful the day now is ending, <br />Alone with the beauty I stand, <br />And holding the time and the feeling, <br />I capture the view in my hand, <br />And filling my senses with wonder, <br />I watch as the ripples do flow, <br />And meeting the edge of the shoreline, <br />As sunlight is sinking so low. <br /> <br />And the lake is now burning like fire, <br />In amber as evening does fall, <br />As shadows so deep start to lengthen, <br />And darkness beginning to call, <br />Reflections so still on the water, <br />A mirror of trees all around, <br />The colours do change through the autumn, <br />As leaves gently fall to the ground.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reflections-so-still/
