Evening silence at Meinbrexen

Looking for a passage
to the silent waters of
Meinbrexen Lake slowly
I wander down through
the rustling grasses towering
over buttercups and clover.

From the other shore some
geese are honking gently.
Between the reeds a swan
pair bowes two tender necks
in soft white yoga dance.

Glittering the hiding sun is
shooting silver arrows down
over hills and forests into
the golden green of fields.

Hold on this moment in
reflexion, you holy glassy
waters! Here comes that
cormorant so slowly sliding
in and…Jee, there from afar
a voice is calling...She?
Me, being lost in wonder
this silent evening at the
Meinbrexen Waters.

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