Monday, August 23, 2010

Verse: Lake

(For @gilesmarie)

the dust
of the day
is settling

and the lake
is like glass

a mirror
a frame
for everything

for the leaves
that wonder
who they are

and bristle
at the sight
of themselves

or the sky
with its reflection

dismissing the sun
and unveiling
countless stars

in the cool night
i see
its breath

quiet and calm
a frame
for every thing now

a frame for life passing
in moments ever ending
like this one

a frame
for me
to shatter

as i
slip beneath
the sheet

and float
out of frame
into the night

in a dream
of life.

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