The Lake
She is quiet this morning.
No breeze sighing through the trees
No breeze moving the leaves
No breeze stirring the shore
The water lays flat
The water stands still
The water stays motionless
The sky is cloudy, overcast
The sky hangs low, close
The sky encourages rest, peace
She is relaxing to the soul.
toby perry
3 - 11 - 15
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