Sunday, April 12, 2009

Poem of the Week #67

The Lake

The lake is awake; she turns herself over
all winter she slept, now spring, and she moves.
Each wave is her way to beckon her lover,
the sun. By his warmth, his constancy proves.

Ice upon ice, all winter she waited.
To feel herself dredged is now her reward.
To raise from below that which is sated
with nutrients, taken from that which is stored.

She meets him and greets him, wave upon wave
Together they tumble in sparkling embrace
Renewal of resource, protect her and save
her. Bring jewels of light to color her face.

She smiles. I smile and watch from the sand,
and welcome the lake with a wave of my hand.

Lisa Vihos

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