The Lake

Sadness has taken over the lake.
A road of light shines, tearing through the water.
Bright. Blinding. Knowing.
How many summers have I wondered?
Closer? Farther? Or all the same?
Always watching. Always wondering.
My path is always far.
Life around me has changed.
The room I look out from has changed.
The people. The grass. The air.
But once again, I sit. I watch. And I wonder.
Moments in time shine on the water.
They are the little waves of the tide.
They spend their moments in the long, bright darkness and then are gone.
Gone forever
Maybe tonight
I could leave this room behind and run into the night.
I could stand on this shining road.
I could walk to see what awaits me.
Or I could drown
Deaf in the depths of uncertainty.
Time spins around me.
And then it's gone.
Gone forever.