Stopping, pausing, Reverence
Golden sparkles on the water reaching out
Not one sparkle the same as the other
Yet all the same golden light
Some closer
Some farther away
All radiating
To the angle in the which the sunlight hits them
Twinkling like starts
Allowing the flow of the river
To dictate when the next sparkle will come
Along side the ripples
Like the apron on the artist
As the flow of the water continues in the one direction it is meant to go
The dancing lights begin to fade into the cloud covered shadow
Only to naturally illuminate again when the brightness returns.
By Theresa Crann
July 15, 2021
