Lake House Meditation
Early afternoon trip all day
out on crystalline, mirror lake.
the delicate surface that shatters,
when I plunge off old dock
crafted in clay orange beach,
where I can see the shadow
of leaves kaleidoscope
in the white sunlight
below the water, diving to
abstruse gatherings
of perhaps wizards or
some society from long time ago,
or society that kills wizards
from long time ago.
I return for air,
the day has passed
the tangerine haze of
golden sun settles
on the canvas of the lake
music surrounds the scene
lovingly whispered,
lulling songs,
in themselves serene.
Copyright © Lucas James | Year Posted 2025
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