She makes her way through the dark trees <br />Down to the lake to be alone. <br />Following their voices on the breeze, <br />She makes her way. Through the dark trees <br />The distant stars are all she sees. <br />They cannot light the way she's gone. <br />She make her way through the dark trees <br />Down to the lake to be alone. <br /> <br />The night reflected on the lake, <br />The fire of stars changed into water. <br />She cannot see the winds that break <br />The night reflected on the lake <br />But knows they motion for her sake. <br />These are the choices they have brought her: <br />The night reflected on the lake, <br />The fire of stars changed into water.<br /><br />Dana Gioia<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-country-wife/
