In the pond of memory, beneath willows' grace,
Calm and clear, where time finds its place.
Ripples cascade, whispers softly sung,
A symphony of moments, where stories are strung.
Smooth reflections on the water's face,
Days gone by, a serene embrace.
Mirrored surface 'neath the boundless sky,
A canvas of memories, where echoes lie.
Each moment, a stone with gentle care,
Tossed into the pond of yesteryear.
Ripples of laughter, of tears, and of song,
A mosaic of emotions, where hearts belong.
Circles spread far, expanding wide,
In nostalgia's waters, where feelings abide.
A touch, a smile, a glance that's fleet,
Smooth imprints in the river's heartbeat.
Eternal echoes dance in laughter's wake,
Rippling through time, a love to partake.
A river of moments, endlessly flowing,
Soft currents of emotion, steadily glowing.
In the journey of ripples, stories unfold,
A tapestry of memories, a treasure to hold.
Precious gold in the river of time,
A seamless blend of the sublime.
Beneath the willows, where memories reside,
The pond of time reflects life's gentle tide.
Smooth and calm, in its depths, behold,
A timeless story, beautifully told.
And as the sun dips, and the shadows grow bold,
The pond whispers tales of a love that's untold.
About the Creator
Vocal & my relationship to publishing traditionally
Ever since my small writing beginnings, when I started writing on Vocal in February 2021, I had been in a truly terrible slump & funk when it came to my writing. I had so many unfinished projects, ideas, half finished manuscripts and first chapters that were going nowhere.
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Comments (1)
That is so beautiful. And you're so right; there's nothing more romantic than the water.