Ode To The Lake
Feet of barest integument
Bounding, chasing infinite woods, primal
Unscathed by this immaculate earth
Swallowed by puddles seeping through my spirit
Overflowing, casting majesty, and so I ruminate
Flushest pale skin, inflicted by summer's kiss
Warmest pure sun, wholiest body kept snug
Wrapped up in the becoming of never ceasing solace
If I stop swiftly here I can witness all of what is
and if I listen near, I will hear brothers and sisters of song birds, trees, their bliss
All together now, we dance in harmony
Seldom bound by our differences, simply just alive and breathing
Forever seeing the graces and multitudes of endless sky and tree line
Counting waves washing, woven over fleeting sands by design
As I stand before you wisest of teachers, mother of all creatures
I am welcomed by the hands of your soil, who carry me
through tiresome, lonely and unbearable days long
and wistfully too, held trudging your pathways skipping along
Your silver moon greets the tips of leaves and night owls
She sways and beckons shadows in illuminated light
Whispering to trees to rest now, and softly sleep
She is mother of the night sky, keeper of the stars twinkling bright
When nigh puts away her reigns, a beaming ball of gleam rouses
Pardon my stares, for these lands will endlessly daze me
Once there were days of disconnect and doubt
Through you, loveliest woods of the lake, the shackles of my heart now lie agape
Incessant memories and feelings of you replace darkness once had
Perpetually in gratitude for your graces, your lessons and holding
Copyright ©
Faeryn Jane
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