A Rivulet's Charm

by jlsavell

A rivulet etches right through his back lot;
lazily meandering or with
a stirring gush, depending
on the mood of the day
But regardless, it is always enchanting

Spectators anticipate
this stream's morning presence
For on its vigorous, fluent journey,
it carries splendor acquired the day before
and deposits wonderment with finesse
along its welcoming banks

This watercourse has a gift of wisdom
which can be heard when the mind stills
A great teacher imbued with skill
Constantly reminding-
life is beautiful

This rill's serenity begs one
to come and sit
Listen to its effervescence
The intimate orchestration
of the graceful life which surrounds

Flora and fauna long to recline
next to its soothing whispers
Hoping to be enveloped
as subjects of the creek's song

Children eagerly skip
to the streamlet's magical charm,
as a natural fluidity
mutters assonance and consonance
through its journey
Bedazzled and entertained
by chameleon visions, ever-changing

Grown-ups love to return
and stroll along the banks
A cornucopia of inspiration

A peaceful and spiritual
embodiment of natural talent
Certainly God’s unforced chisel
which carves out beauty, like a versifier’s pen

Just as the transcendent poet,
its muse must flutter through
the air like gossamer fairy wings
or float like the dancing brush
of a dandelion’s scatterings

Yes, I do love the rivulet
which sunders through
my Son’s yard
Each time I sit at its banks,
I am reminded of Brooke

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