The sun glistens in the waters of the Saw Mill The river ripples round the rocks in its midst and rapids just before the water falls The boxwoods and forsythia along it shores have burst into blossom The world seems fresh and new as I watch a Robin fly low over the surface of theContinue reading “The Sun Glistens”
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Meditation by the River
The wind whistles As gusts make a flower bed Of white caps from the east side Of the Hudson To the palisades On its western shore
Daniel Rutberg 