Wilderness Lakes
Pining
I must have been
for a dream dreamt of long ago,
of a midnight after a brief downpour
deep in the greenish-blue forest,
its thousands of shadows
reflecting thousands of reflected shadows
in a place
where the dense foliage is broken
by scattered oblongs and ovals
of shimmering wilderness lakes
bathed
in the molten moonlight,
and all around sparkle moist leaves and twigs
like millions of silver sequins,
in the hushed, shadowed stillness
of a dream dreamt of
so long
ago.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2007
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