Around the Lake


Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.  -Wallace Stevens

A mirror of  the sky above, the green of trees, and the soul inside. Walking by, it’s impossible to miss a sense of wisdom, the feeling of an old friend.

Waves soothe and invite a long talk. Toss a pebble and watch the ripples find their way to the shore. In the ridges, the answers flow.  For there’s nothing else to do but contemplate as the rings grow wider and wider, until they fade to glass.

Guardian trees give shade to those who feel burned by the outside world. Rustling leaves whisper lullabies and offer a gentle embrace. Life is new, fragile and green. A reminder that starting over is something sacred.

Stone talismans wash ashore, a gift to be chosen and treasured.  Bathed in blue and shaped in sand, tangible proof of a walk around the lake.

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c.b.w. 2013


16 thoughts on “Around the Lake

  1. Yes, it is just as you describe…the friendly bond and feeling of wisdom. Beautiful writing and I just love the coincidence in that I have been researching Larimar which is a stone that only comes from one place, the Dominican Republic from old volcanoes and the stome would wash by stram from the base of the mt. to the sea where it would then come to shore tumbled perfectly.

    Interesting coincidence. 🙂


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