New Morning Sun Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching water flowing quickly in a circle around the pool
below a fountain, seeing it's energy being projected in
ripples, circling and crossing it's surface in the sunlight
of this new morning sun.

Reflections of trees and flowers swimming gracefully atop
the water, leaving no impressions within that they were
held there for moments in timeless spaces, traveling around
my mind taking a journey through nature's beauty and essence.

Whiling away moments of life just to savor the wonderful
essence of Mother Nature in her now unnatural habitat,
made solely by man in his desire to try and outdo God.