Elegy of the Plains
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A serene landscape whispers tales away.
A rider on a white steed, poised in time,
Meets the gentle gaze of a watching mind.
The trees, like sentinels of earth and sky,
Stand guard, their leaves in soft breezes sigh.
A tranquil pond reflects the fading light,
As day succumbs to the embrace of night.
In this peaceful scene, a story unfolds,
Of connection, calm, and a world of gold.
The horses, noble, with heads bent in rest,
And the observer, lost in quiet thought, are blessed.
In this moment, all is serene and still,
A fleeting glimpse of nature's gentle will.