
On the Big Island, Hawaii
“By the edge of a pond, in a trance I stood
Wind’s soft breath blew ripples
in a lily pad neighborhood
Sunbeams darted in and out of each swirl
Glistening, twinkling
to a silent rhythm they twirled
When a small voice beckoned
Its humble suggestion
‘Paint me’
~ Faded in seconds”
By the edge of a pond, by Gershon Wolf