La Lucertola (Ii) . Poem by PAUL COLVIN

A brilliant silver light beams down, a new day’s just begun
I look up but am blinded by, December’s winter sun
Sparkling waters come to life as foam laps rounded stones
And bubbles form strings of pearls, in cool translucent tones.
Gentle waves touch golden sands and bring the shore alive
The rounded stones just seem to float as they rise above the tide
But as it turns, the sunlit stones, sink and disappear
But then they bob back up again, above the water clear
And still that single piercing light, strikes down from the sun
As nature’s forces join hands, the sea and sun, as one.