A Reprieve

 

Alone the banks of the river Pitt.

Such a beautiful day in which to sit.

Mother Nature, before me, at her beat.

I, in mind, in soul and in thought, do rest

 

my spirit within the bright blue sky.

Do gaze into the past, fill my inner eye.

No haze to vail the many shades of green

that lay in the foreground of this serene scene.

 

In the background stands – in all her spender,

Baker, a mighty pyramid in crystals of pure white

that bring a coolness, a calmness to my sight

and I realize, there  are so many who defend her.

 

All the while – at my feet – in the shallows, dance

a Great Blue, who, on stilts, takes her stance.

In her cobra like coiling she strikes out

into the shallows, then saunters  about

 

searching for a late dinner or early supper.

A shadow appears above,- in stealth – her.

Suddenly, to wing she chases away

the threat to her territory, her pray.

 

B. J. “A” 2 ( Bill . )

June 18^th 2004