River stirs to morning light.
She yawns, and stretches--sleek silver-blue--
past distant field and copse.
Though smoothly, she quickens,
unfolds to light,
flowing past verdant hills and tawny ledges,
in glimmering contentment.
Text and images c 2009 Lynda Lehmann. Please visit me at www.lyndalehmann.com if you would like to see more of my photos, digital art, and abstract expressionist paintings.