Oct01

The Lake

by Jennifer Cedar on October 1st, 2011 at 1:19 pm
Posted In: Poetry Posts

 At the lake ~

When I come to you

When I am here

My prayers are heard

My questions received on

Soft wisps of wind

Answers and reassurance

sent on the wings of birds

the ripples in the water

the strength of the tree’s heart beat               

the colors shimmering in the mist.

 

Love pours in the image of the mountain

the chill in the spaces of each cell declares it

Fresh, pure, clear, complete

 

Love pours immense

with each breath, each beating pulse, each moment filled.

 

I thank you,

And thank you again.

 Jennifer Cedar ~ 1/23/09