In the woods
During youthful days
A cabin stands irresolute
A great pond surrounds the yawning forest
Emphasized by a worn dock
Jutting into the glassy water
In the summer
Sailboats drift lazily
Along the surface
Driven
By gentle winds
But in the chill
Of bitter winter
The water freezes to icy blue
Cracks appear
As heavy feet touch the fragile slate
At night
The iridescent moon erupts
Bursting with quiet violence
Perforating gentle clouds
Transforming the water
Into diamonds
Everything
Is here
Within
Without
Hovering above the world
In flushed splendor
Lost in the wild
A love and a life
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 6:27 PM UTC
In the woods
During youthful days
A cabin stands irresolute
A great pond surrounds the yawning forest
Emphasized by a worn dock
Jutting into the glassy water
In the summer
Sailboats drift lazily
Along the surface
Driven
By gentle winds
But in the chill
Of bitter winter
The water freezes to icy blue
Cracks appear
As heavy feet touch the fragile slate
At night
The iridescent moon erupts
Bursting with quiet violence
Perforating gentle clouds
Transforming the water
Into diamonds
Everything
Is here
Within
Without
Hovering above the world
In flushed splendor
Lost in the wild
A love and a life
