View from Across the River
by Michael Escoubas
after the photo Reflections, by Vandana Bajikar
Junipers and lodgepole pines rise green,
straight and tall. Wild buckwheat shrubs
shine with aspens wearing robes of yellow
and gold. Sumac bushes fire the river’s edge.
The river itself is a looking glass of color.
He senses a fragrance among the trees.
He breathes its bouquet. Life’s pressures
seem to dissipate as he lingers long
in its light. How often had he passed
this place without feeling Nature’s embrace?
In this thought he collects himself in ways
seldom pondered before: at a day and time,
beyond his knowing, this paradisal scene
transports him into the arms of grace.