Mythography

Lake

Depth of thought
only brings
illumination to the surface
of my mind

On the translucent surface
of this evening I’ll reflect
said the tallest fir—
calling the night pneuma
to dance in thankfulness
Great Spirit observing
from within my serene eyelids
to asking words of wisdom
from breeze faintly stroking
my trunk as though a painter’s
brush defining my wish
of letting today’s tiredness
behind and delve into the spirited
mind of water image floating
on smooth skin of the lake

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