Pleasure

Glass was the Lake at Karapiro

as boats glided over water

harmoniously in sync with nature

 

Glass was the Lake at Karapiro

until the wind came up and rustled

white caps on  water

and separated leaves from trees

 

Glass was the Lake at Karapiro

where trees  displayed their beauty

and birdsong echoed in the stillness of the day

 

Glass was the Lake at Karapiro

where stars flickered

and moonlight danced with water