I stand by the shores of the lake,
The mist laying silently over it
Hiding its surface from my sight.
I look out into this grey world,
Wondering what is out there,
What maybe floating into my life.
The fog starts to lift,
Lift from the lake,
Lift from my mind,
And I see it.
I see the reason I am here,
The reason for my being,
I see the light.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 21st, 2017 01:40
- Comment from author about the poem: Just something that came to me this morning.
- Category: Reflection
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A fine write G/F. It was a bit misty recently, when it was thundery and atmospheric.You seeing that light? Or you fell in the lake?!
As ever I saw the light.
Nearly sounds like being born again Goldfinch! But I do like it a lot. Love the line 'What may be floating into my life'. So many times something just comes to us without any effort and without looking for it.
Thank you Fred. Very true that things just float into our lives, most of them for the good.
Super piece - simple to the point and something I am sure we can all resonate with.
Thank you Michael, much appreciated.
What a great link GF. Nicely done.
Thank you Frank, much appreciated.
Great duo of verse and number GF. - seeing the light is important.
The light is always there. Thank you Fay.
Congratulations on your epiphany and on this fine poem, Goldie!
I always see the light in all things. Thank you Louis.
Thanks ANDY ~ Great Music and a challenging poem. In my experience (as a Christian) we need to keep seeing the LIGHT ! The GOOD BOOK says "The Path of the Just ~ is like a Shining Light which increases day-by-day ~ AMEN ~ BRIAN
Yes the light is always there, all we need to d is follow it.
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