Amberside

In the amber sunrise I was at shore’s edge by 6a.m. The bull frogs  drummed their space, the redwings  guarded their nest, and the vigilant geese called through the gold . The beauty connecting sky, water, and life can never be captured, but more truly nurtures.  As this day will turn to grey and to rain, there were these moments, in the fleeting  softness of a June morning.

Love to all