Calm waters of time float along.
Once distant years,
seemingly long years at the time,
have left us with memories
of nature’s pure beauty,
if we look back on what we actually saw and heard.
Ballads sung on the breeze
by birds, butterflies, and bees.
The sun is grateful for the earth,
although its rays get lost under
grandly leafed green trees.
The sun, carrying its own shadowed dreams
into the depth of leaf covered woods.
Melting dreams, the unburying of thoughts,
viewed only through the boundless time of sleep.
accepting the sacred fire of the stars
made to stretch the soul.
The sky above us,
ranging from blue to orangey,
the color described in that Cars’ song.
Calm waters float along,
giving us the best
the universe has to offer.
Linda Imbler has four published poetry collections and one hybrid ebook of short fiction and poetry. She is a Kansas-based Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net Nominee. More information can be found at Linda's Poetry Blog.