CAPTURED IN A GLIMPSE OF TIME
A TRIBUTE TO MARILYN ANGEL WYNN
The soft sound of wind darting over pond and pine;
Cleansed by midday rain then again the sun doth shine.
The great mystery that lies deep within the earth...
Beauty in the rolling hills, winding streams and tangled growth give birth.
Faint rumble of hooves of horses sounding near;
Give life to a creation; a compassion...a career.
I hear the distant drummers, a song; a chance of dance;
With all my strength and with all my heart I respect; romance...
Their wisdom and their knowledge; this expression of living and dreams;
Captured in a moment through a lens seems...
Only to catch a glimpse, a strand woven in life's time;
Enriched minds keeping their history- sublime.
I desire to walk in beauty and behold the purple and red...
Of the setting sun...gaining wisdom and strength may I be led...
To respect the lessons you have hidden in every rock and leaf.
To capture life as you are given this mystery I seek.
May I always come to you with clean hands and eyes straight;
So when my soul doth fade away a shameless spirit wilt be my fate.