Canvas Of Wetlands

Wrapped in the embrace of nature    
and the magic of fleur-de-cannabis    
no place for the beacon light      
feeling the soul of the breathing    
and slumbering moss sleeping      
in the shadows of the Cyprus knees    
jutting out like table legs    
a mysterious canvas of wetlands    
in the silence of the still waters  
with the bouquet of the haunted   
wrapped in the embrace of nature