Still Waters Poem by Gloria Mary Rodriguez

Still Waters



To still waters I did go
Where upon geometry was found
Made by sceeters all around

With their dance of circles they performed
patterns true with form

And all the while I gazed
I could not help but be amazed
That still waters could reveal
Such busy geometry
always perfect and so real

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Gloria Mary Rodriguez

Gloria Mary Rodriguez

Hercules, California
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