[My 1st poem. San Pedro de Alcantara, Spain.]

Peace pervades the clear evening air
As moonlight shadows lucidate there
Dark silhouettes of the trees new form
And faint stars call the night newborn

Sitting now, to meditate on, this
Tranquil scene of peace beyond…
my mind all the while perfused
By the …c a l m …fragrant breeze
Suffused of lavender, myrtle
And redolent resin, of the pine trees

And over yonder, distant woods report
The resounding sound of antlers retort

The last bird’s song

Echoes, through the night

The haunting sound

Of paradise respite