THE QUIET LAKE

A quiet lake, so still and deep,

Reflects the sky, like a perfect keep,

A mirror image, so pristine,

Reflects the world, serene and clean.

A ripple breaks, upon the shore,

Sending waves, to explore,

The quiet lake, disturbed at last,

But soon returns, to its quiet cast.

A bird flies by, across the sky,

Its shadow moves, so swiftly by,

It skims the lake, a graceful glide,

Then settles down, upon the tide.

It dips its beak, into the lake,

To drink the water, without a break,

The quiet lake, now calm again,

Reflects the sky, without a stain.

The quiet lake, so calm and still,

A refuge, from life's daily drill,

A place to rest, a place to heal,

A place to find, what's truly real.

The quiet lake, a timeless place,

Where peace and calm, can find a space,

A place to find, what's truly true,

A place of peace, just for you.