some manage to stay afloat
while others watch safely from the shore
in that odd space
that’s not quite winter
but not yet spring
rare moments of clarity
that day by the lake
quietly absorbing the color and light
on the surface
“Light plays on the
dark surface of the lake. Each afternoon
your shadow walks beside you on the wall,
and the days stay long and heavy underneath
the distant rumor of the harvest. One
more summer gone…”
~ Dana Gioia
lakeside light
“Our job is to record, each in his own way,
this world of light and shadow and time
that will never come again
exactly as it is today.”
~ Edward Abbey
a lakeside story
