Chosen by Swans

Humble, majestic beauty
fills me with tranquility,
silence save the ripples
that reach inside of me

and soothe my soul so tenderly
as I contemplate for once nothing,
transported to a place so serene
that exists in a dimension unseen.

Transfixed on the bowed fowl heads dipping,

I bow too and enter with gratitude respectfully
and float weightless in the pond of this reverie,
sanctified in the sacred sanctuary.

I feel the goodness of all eternity
in the magical waters slowly swirling,
and when I am transported back to reality,
the Fountain of Placidity becomes a part of me.

Poem and images ©LauraDenise

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