The moonlit lethargic lake, <br />unrushed, moves within itself, <br />occasional ripples grow, <br />then finally they break. <br /> <br />Lost leaves from winter <br />shedding trees <br />Dance and swirl. <br />One final display, <br />before they are carried away. <br /> <br />Such stillness, such ease <br />in this cold yet reassuring breeze. <br />Midnight moon light <br />Cloaks the lake at night. <br /> <br />A home of hidden life, <br />breathes deep below <br />Near invisible fishes <br />darting and departing <br />an underwater show. <br /> <br />The evergreens are grinning <br />at their naked cousins, <br />The lake looks on, <br />the birds sing on. <br /> <br />Unhurried thoughts flow <br />freely beside the waters edge.<br /><br />Not Long Left<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/not-far-from-home-is-a-better-life/
