Clouds layer in coloured streaks
as evening signals another day's end
noisy front-end loaders stilled
no longer tormenting an expanse
of primeval timber. Then burnished
pines guard silhouettes atop a wilderness
of ancient sunsets. Sky reddens
to yellowish tinge and from drifting
canoes, our faces lift in awe.
(c) 2011 Richard L. Provencher
My wife, Esther and I are "born-again" and enjoy sharing our writing. It is a Christian Outreach for us. Our E-mail is: firstname.lastname@example.org. You are invited to visit our website at: www.wsprog.com/rp/. Free downloads available. We live in Truro, Nova Scotia, Canada. Please pray for one another.