Even the Sun Surrenders


Even the sun surrenders to the night,

as young lovers dream of colors streaming

through fountains,

and ducks nestle into their feathers,

while frogs take over the serenade.

A cloudless sky prepares

for the victory of fireflies

while the lake embraces

the reflection of stars

and the moon,

those softer lights. 


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

Lake Peace


I love the wind whipping, rippling the over the water

as I walk in the early autumn, searching the mountains,

the sky covering us, with clouds rolling over,

I sigh and pray, knowing the peace

even more now, and

being filled beyond

any language,

with the wind whipping, rippling

over the water.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies