When I sit beside the lake in daylight,
The world seems to breathe more gently.
The water is still, calm, and shining.
your face appears upon its surface—
And I am lost in you—vague dreamily
When I sit beside the lake at twilight,
The red light falls on the silent water;
Your face awakens, pale and infinite.
Then it melts softly into the water—
I fear your soul is fading with the lake.
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 1:22 PM UTC
When I sit beside the lake in daylight,
The world seems to breathe more gently.
The water is still, calm, and shining.
your face appears upon its surface—
And I am lost in you—vague dreamily
When I sit beside the lake at twilight,
The red light falls on the silent water;
Your face awakens, pale and infinite.
Then it melts softly into the water—
I fear your soul is fading with the lake.
