On a cool clear day

a lake lies gleaming

rushes define the shore

while lily pads dot their way

across to where the distant trees

sway and dip, waving

swishing out a greeting and a summoning

if I were light as air

I would dance across the lilies

to answer the call

of the far horizon

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s