Tongue of water, M. Mair, original painting

Tongue of Water, Margaret Mair, original art

How beautiful the day,
Sun glinting off water,
Grass blades light-kissed
And green leaves glistening
On the slim young tree
Whose roots touch air
Through water-bitten land.
How firm the path
By the narrowing strip
Where silky shifting earth
Has been washed away.
How bright the sun shines
In a brave blue sky
Through air washed clean
By the now-past storm
That filled the rivers
And washed down the faces
Of slippery and sliding
Pale scoured clay bluffs.
How cool the touch
Of the brisk north east wind
Turning our yesterday waves
Back across the lake
To wash against
Other flooded shores.
We see and we hope:
For every gale there is a quiet
For every flood a re-emergence
For every rainfall a sun-wash
For every slide new ground revealed.
We see and we hope
And we fear.

Written by Margaret Mair
Picture original painting by Margaret Mair

5 responses to “Deception

  1. A vivid, haunting image to go with your poem Margaret, which captures that hope and fear, I love ‘turning our yesterday waves’.

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