Dawn Upon The Lake

A something dawns.

 

There’s a lake and she knows, how the water flows, to keep up our heads and pull us out.

 

And as much as I try, the indignity of life seems to grip at the heel and throw you down.

 

Let it be her last, effortless breath, to soothe the fears of a troubled mind.

 

And much to my surprise, in spite of these eyes, I see what could be rather than what is.

 

I’m left with this, and so I will.

 

Ills and all.

Author's Note

Reviews

[V. P. Trujillo]

It's the most wonderful deep-rooted positive message I have read since what happened in any full understanding of being not, you feel people on distance, you cup your being around them, and you protect... Precious. Precious this is... Especially on this special date ^^
It has a certain future, it has.... ;) winkie... wink....

- Sis... ♥

[V. P. Trujillo]

Thanks, Sis. I believe you.

You are so welcome.... anytime bro.

[Michelle N. H.]

There is hope in these lines, faith and patience, perhaps a wish for something to rise further from where it already has. You're wondering. It makes me happy to observe a positive transition within your poetry, to see your lake turn calm again. Here, I sense inner peace by your understanding and acceptance of what is, next to a silent vision of what someday could come to pass, and that is what makes me smile, most of all.. If anything, have faith in the future, know your purpose, your wants, own them at this moment and you're already fused :)