Tirhatuan Wetlands 3

Cathedral silver
held in air;
a breath of mist
above smooth
polished
marshland floor.

Foliage bows
in waterfalls
of green
then greet
that surface
with their kiss.

Eyes seek out
each spiral step
that forms the stairs
where daylight takes
its rest
from greatest height.

The birds there pause
as grassy reeds
outline passage
for mind’s traverse
by water’s edge
on silent paths
to heart of peace.

@ Greg Burns, 2013 [ As published in ‘A Lightness of Being’]