Past Vision

A rhythmic melody filling totally, bringing a
happiness - a colorful elation - spreading it-
self over me in a fashionable style.

A placid lake set before me, sitting in a row-
boat, line in the water, catching fish one after
another.

A blissful vision of contemplation, hearing the
splash of fish as they jump up and out of the
water, hitting it's surface with a little thwack.

Such an old-fashioned and serene vision, taking
my mind into the past where life has already been
lived to it's fullest.

by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Comments (3)

Typo: 1st line: srinking should be drinking
A beautiful imagery. I liked it...
...an air of peace envelopes the scene ★