A beautiful creek running through the fall array
Reflecting the woes of mother nature
In a slice of bliss surrounded by concrete.
Casting worries aside, problems fadeaway.
The distant clank of society blare like trumpets,
but yet the silence here is so serene.
This is the scene they should see.
Birds chirping mixed with the horns of cars,
The harmony creates its own melody.
This is the music they should hear.
This moment of peace is the soul's plea.
Leaning on the bridge the city is on pause.
A brief moment to question one's destiny .
A brief moment to let go of fear.
In a snap its back the world moves.
But that peace never fades.
It just turns into another day.
I think I'll photograph this scene,
so everyone's mood improves.
©gingy
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