An Enclave of Nature

by brian francis

Watching the ducks as they float on the breeze
The reflections like carnival mirror’s – bare trees
The pond surface ripples because of the winds
Until those spectacular landings begin
Veering left or veering right or just settling down
And gliding through the water, swimming around
Ponds in the park the edge of nature’s delights
Filled with people by day and solitary at nights
A small enclave of nature found around those ponds
Like the nest among the edges beneath the fronds
An honor to Gaea a great cathedral if you might
A place to embrace her and her good healing light

Copyright ©2020 brian francis

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B. F. O'Connor

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs.

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