Fountain

I paused on my journey
To visit a forgotten place
Deep within the ancient town
A courtyard beckoned me

I sat beside the fountain in the
Coolness of the evening
Listening to the wind blow gently
In the soft warm air

I could hear above the gentle sound of
The water as it sang its lullaby
Voices of past, present and future
Cry out in their despair

Yet behind the chaos I heard
A sound, gentle as the wind
A song of hope and peace
For those who would not hear

©  Ceol

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One Response to “Fountain”

  • Coastpoet Says:
    January 6th, 2010 at 10:39 am

    ‘Fountain’ is one of your poems held deep within the embrace of my oftentimes uneasy soul…I read your lines and feel the greatness of a calm that is so rare and not understood…this is indeed a very beautiful writing…when I read the words I can escape for a moment from the chaos of life and fall to the spell of the hope and peace I seek.

    Coastpoet

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