The banks of River Limatt

Creation is alive riotously

In this place.

An enormous liquid amber

Whose boughs

Dip into the river

Like fingers from a green hand.

The river flows past ever present and changing.

Ducks of various types

Doing their thing –

From scavenging scraps

To attempted flight.

Other birds

Singing, chirping

Their joy

In late spring.


Humans amble past

Some sit and chat

Others, like me,

Drink in the peaceful wonder

And I thank the creator

For this everyday salve

For life’s cares


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