IN PRAISE OF FISH PONDS
Is anything quite as peaceful in city life?
All that world of water and quick glimmers of fish.
Or gleefully finding pollywogs wiggling through the shallow waters along the concrete shore.
And if you listen carefully you can almost hear the sun singing.
Unpack your suitcase of dreams.
There's no one here to bother you. Time stands still
like the water lilies and the rose bushes serenely undisturbed...
while in the middle of the pond a statue of
a cherubic angel might be smiling down
its happy blessings.

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my poet, sounds like the Japanese sunken garden in san Antonio texas to me. a wonderful place once visited
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Excellent write
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