Nepean Creek

Nepean Creek

Nepean Creek, 2005            photograph by Ryan James
 
 From The Frogs by  Archibald Lampman      
 
All the day long, wherever pools might be
Among the golden meadows...
Or where the birds made riot of their glee
In the still woods, and the hot sun shone down,
Crossed with warm lucent shadows on the brown
Leaf-paven pools, that bubbled dreamily,
Ye sat and murmured...
Secure were we, content to dream with you
that change and pain are shadows faint and fleet,
And dreams are real, and life is only sweet.