A Moment in Arcadia (poem)

[CaptainMikeRS]

Another piece from my writing explosion, this one about my own utopia, inspired by a project in my religion class from March.

A Moment in Arcadia

(Written May 19, 2005

by Mike R. Smale

© 2005)

If I were to have a perfect

moment,

I'd wish one between me and

nature.

A mourning dove would

awaken me lying

on a bed of snow white

linen,

in the center of a lush

green meadow

all surrounded by high

burly trees.

My eyes would open to

find turquoise above,

cluttered by white downy

clouds.

A breeze would fill my

nostrils

with perfume of the flowers

wild.

To my ears comes the gentile

rushing

of unseen water gliding over

mossy rocks.

I see, smell and hear delight of

gold.

Arising to my feet, my

arms fling wide,

embracing a feeling of deep

joy.

I taste a thrill as rare

as never again,

if it were but mine a

moment to know,

I'd sing it in all that

was me.

[Earth-Angel]

That was amazing!

I could see that picture perfectly in my mind. It was beautiful and clear and peaceful and comforting and I did feel that joy. What a beautiful piece, Mike.