The water mill beside the stream, highlighted by a stray moonbeam. br Which adds an abstract quality, a touch of surreality. br To the scene which I can see and makes it extraordinary br The stream is deep and strong but slow and turns the paddles from below. br The droplets falling from the wheel to any poets eyes appeal br Reflecting light prismatically in rainbow colours flying free. br They join the moon light in a dance of ever changing radiance br Sadly dark clouds obscure the moon; the show is ended all too soon. br My soul is soothed and satisfied, although the dark clouds came to hide br the beauty which I saw displayed.The memories will never fade. br I can recall them vividly and in my minds eye I still see br the wondrous scene I saw tonight. An interplay of dark and light. br I try my best to share with you the beauty that I had in view. br Though I’m afraid I lack the skill despite the fact I have the will. br I am quite sure you’ll understand, I’m just a man I can’t command br the words I write to show to you, the fleeting beauty that I knew.. br br 22-Nov-08 br br http: blog.myspace.compoeticpiersbr br ivor or ivor.