Nature's dream

The cone fell 

From the pine to the river 

as it made it's wind 

from hill and heather

It carried the seed of nature's  dream

Begining at source

Finding rest in the sea.

 Under the tree, by bridge and stream

 the springtime sun made the water gleam

Through the reedy beds its current flowed 

And along the banks the flowers growed.

Bright campion pink ,both pale and rich

Vibrant and perfect in every stitch

The cream of parsley, waving tall

With deepest green spread through it all.

A playful  breeze comes skipping by

And leaves it's blue across the sky 

The campions grew in brighter hue

And all at once the sun broke through. 

As if by chance I cannot tell

This moment that the pine cone fell.

So, will seed find shore and take it's place

To root and grow and spread apace

With tendril branches , mossy green

Where gently flows the dappled stream

And nature stirs,

From sunlit dream. 

Joe Morriss

Kislingbury bridge 

May 2020