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Perfection




The wind crosses
The solitude
Diffusing the aromas of autumn,
Low light on the river
Bathing the fallen leaves
Covering the shoreline

~*~

The future seems far away,
Present is here, now,
I live in this moment
Of perfection and contentment,
In this place
Felt between the trees

~*~

Red, green and gold shadows
Making love to my eyes,
The world of color
Within my being,
Revealing secrets
Of other times,
Long forgotten

~*~

I see the joyful watercolors,
Sketches of peace found,
This is the world,
Welcoming me with
Open arms



photography by Russ Sawdon
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