An early morning stroll along the river’s edge, as the rising sun is shimmering through the trees on the opposite bank. Sunlight glisten-glancing off river’s rippling movement, appearance of diamonds bobbing in the current. It hearkened my thoughts to this – and peace. -g.w.
Flowing diamonds the rivers surface
early morning sunlight shimmers
Homeric current delivering to God’s throne
jewels of many kind
Decorators for the new salem
city of God
come down from heaven
dwelling place of God
now with mankind
All is well within
heart and soul
Spirit abides
pride abates
All is in harmony as
the Prince of Peace reigns
over all
-g.w.
Rev. 21.2
Isaiah 9.6-7

Legend has it that a Loch Ness-type thing can sometimes be seen to surface ‘my’ river during the dark of the moon. I can’t tell you who told this legend to me. That may be adding injury too close to a lie. Not exactly, but — ummm — maybe a little bit.
Of making many books there is no end, and much study wearies the flesh – Solomon
I love the background notes! I wish more people would include them with their poems.
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Thank you, Steeny. Another of my experimentations.
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Beautiful! I sometimes see the tiny diamonds shimmering on the ocean as well.
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Thank you. Yes, I’ve seen them on many forms of outdoor bodies of water, where there was surface movement.
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Beautiful thoughts, beautiful poem.
I have seen these little diamonds on the colour-filled bouganvilla outside my room – and its beauty, for a moment, takes my breath away.
Lovely writing !
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Thank you so much, Carol ! How are you doing? 🙏
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