the lake

NafisaSB

The lake’s a silent lady

She doesn’t whisper or stir

She just watches and waits

With an expression calm and clear.

 

The flowers on the bank

Curtsy to the wind

While the weeds nodding vigorously

Deny that they have sinned

 

Further up, in the grass

Suddenly, a snake strikes

At a heedless, unwary traveler

Who’s careless where he hikes.

 

The lake drinks in the scene

With her shrewd penetrating glance

And then, satisfied all is well

Remains in a meditative trance.

  • Author: safina (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 29th, 2022 01:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    Fine words Nafisa, lakes can be so calming when sitting by them.

    Andy

    • NafisaSB

      i agree with you - they can be a balm for sore hearts, as also a place to get away from the mad rat race...
      thanks - have a good day



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