Lunch Break View #5

Trees reflected
On the lake
Nature's charm
One's breath does take.

Perfect stillness
Not a sound
Water mirror's
World around.

Lunch Break View #4

Shrinking back into the distance
Lined in perfect row
Fourteen trees are poised to fall
Like waiting domino

Barely budding
Wake from slumber
After winter's sleep

Stretching limbs up to the heavens
Pushing roots down deep

Lunch Break View #3

Twisted form of pale stone
From someone's vision made.

Carved away
With careful touch
Standing there displayed.

Stop and stare,
Pause to think,
But beauty's in the eye.

Touch the Soul,
Spark the mind,
Of every passerby.