In Spring

[writlife]

When spring comes and
Melts the snow hugging the mountains,
It falls drip, drip, drip,
Stroking the granite.
Over time trickling water carves
Grooves on the rock and pours
Into the pool below.

One day the singing trickle
Carries with it a lone leaf darting,
And pours into the water, clear as glass.
There the leaf bides time floating, until
Rain comes and overflows the pool,
And takes it downstream.

[Poeticpiers]

spledid observation aptly described in verse

[writlife]

Thank you for your comment. I once took a picture of a rock formation that evokes the scene. I shot and printed it in B&W.

[Raethen]

lovely scene you described here

[writlife]

Hi, Raethen, Thank you for your comment. This is from a photogragh I took while taking a photography workshop. Naturally, I shot and printed the rock formation and a pool of water below.
I hear that you are planning to move to London. I wish I could, too! Years ago I went to a boarding school north of London. It's really nice there. However, I would recommend staying there a few months to get a feel of the place long term. Then you can decide to move or not.

[Beki]

very nice descriptive writing