I am home to the twilight candour,
greenish glamour of the lake below
shimmers in restless ****** thunder,
the white splashes in youthful splendour.

I am crowned with the sun's dusky ruse,
golden galore on the plethora of pine above
in contrast with deepening darkness under,
seeking a wand of wonder to port the cruise.

Chirping spring entwines fragrant coriander
emerald water kisses those shamrock shores
seaweed shades hug the valleys by the lake,
fantasy and reality blend in riverine meander.

The nook of ravishing rendezvous resides
right at this heaven that hides from you and I,
lotus petal like eyes sweeten the salt in sea,
after the storm like a shelter the land smiles.