On the Still Waters a Lake
Sat on a boat tied to the bank
wave ripples nudge the sides
a swing motion in the stillness
in the absence of ebb and tide
Autumnal leaves fall on the waters
miniature boats float for a while
until they drench, tilt and sink
no strength to go the extra mile
Strained to look at the mountainside bank
a tree clump hides cottage-like houses
a whiff of smoke rises from a chimney
appears as if they have no grouses
O, to live in a cottage in the hideout!
and merge into the trees and lake
sing, read, smile to neighbors and sleep
if bread isn't on the table, shall have cake.
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