Immaculate Pool

Oh verdant pool of coolth,

the wind caresses your face

in flurries of thought.

When gone, you lie tranquil
t r a n s p a r e n t ,
your depth apparent
to rock and sand bottom.
Green depths mirrored
by reed and bush verges.
Playground for mountain beings
and furry friends.

All around....harsh and hard.

Your arms open to a friendly plunge,
which purges hot sun's relentless burn
and nourishes tired limbs and soul.

We made a friend of your open hospitality
and dove deep down to a welcome chill
and surfaced to laughing ripples
and another's smiling face.

We explored the inner recesses of you,
and left refreshed and aware
that you'd always been there,
just waiting to be found.