Or the beginning of a wonderful night.
Standing at the window
I see the beauty of the sky.
I gaze upon the flowing river
As soft breezes rustle and sigh.
I breath in all the flowery scents
Of every growing sight.
Above me I hear an eagle
Floating gracefully in flight.
Rippling along the shoreline
The river bubbles past.
Hidden life below the surface
Carries on with daily tasks.
This beauty has been here always,
We hope that it always will.
I will forever look in wonder,
I will never get my fill.
a rhonda original©
A compilation created in Photoshop with 2 of my own images:
I built the window myself in PSCS2 using lines and textures. The start images: the Tennessee River and my friend’s backyard in Anza, CA.
- subtle sun rays come through the window along with the soft breeze cooling as it caresses the river. You can hear the trees rustle as the water flows by swiftly. . . RLS