A corner of paradise- MarkES

The summer, its sun-drenched journey done, Strolled idly where the lonely sands begun. The gentle Oka, a blue expanse so wide, Miraculously, green banks still did abide. The fish leap, but the angler cannot seize, A mother calls her son, at playful ease, He revels in the water, cool and deep, While nature&lullaby begins to creep. A boat has docked, a simple, welcome sight, A man bites into an apple, ripe and bright. A blessed scene, so calm, serene, and still, "The river&warmer than the sea," voices thrill. Across the hot sand, I will run and dive, I swim, like down on air, clouds drift alive. The mother river, with a fond embrace, Has held me close, in this tranquil place. She whisked away my sorrows, and the day&fatigue, As if reborn, a spiritual league. And sunbeams splash across, beyond the brim… Seek, will you find such paradise, by whim?