Pepin  Dreams

The magic of the moment
The clouds touch the lake
Flicking raindrops
Off the water
Like sweat off the brow.
The moment
When the sun touches
The trees and sparks a fire
In autumn colors
Fading to the shore.
The moment
Of sheer silence
When the ripple of the water
Is the volume of the day.
The moment of magic
When you realize
You're in the moment
And it's magic.