Goldfinch60

The Fountain.

The water rises up into the air

Until the spray falls back

Creating a spectacle of beauty

In its circular spiral.

The sunlight glistening through,

Sparkling to the rise and fall

Of the waters beauty.

I stand before it and see

See the beauty in this world,

This world of water,

Spraying up and down

Bringing spectacular sparkles

To the beauty that I see,

See in the world

Of which I am part.