Friday, October 22, 2010

The Reflection Lake

Wind in my hair
Water below me
Just me myself and I
Floating across the lake

I look around
To view the vista around me
The untouched mountains
Trekked upping by only hikers
The clouds floating aimlessly in the sky

Nowhere to be seen
Are people with a schedule
Nowhere are the cars or trucks
Beeping and honking

Just plain bliss
Everything is still
Or moving slowly

I sit and reflect on my life
Thinking of what I've done
Where I've been
I think about who I will be
The next time I'm here
I think about who I'll be with

The dock closes in and i snap back to life
I jump out and hold the boat
I tie up and walk up the path
To return next year...

2 comments:

  1. i love this. makes me miss camp

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  2. you are a brilliant writer and poet greg :) keep up the good work!! :D

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