There is  such a calm
In walking early
Especially.in winter chill
Everything seems frozen
In time
The rippling lake
Of su.mer seems to have stilled
The chatteiring.of
Birds flying by
Leaves the sky
Empty
But still.as it is
There's a mystical
Silence
That permeates the air

Blue heron on
Icy lake
Walking on thin water
Passerby says
Made me think
How often I
Walk on thin water
The difference
The heron
Stayed for a few moments
And gracefully
Flew away
I on the other hand
Walk on thin ice
And fall in
With baggage
I carry

You said you
Counted fifty geese
When I was happy
I had counted ten

There is so
Much i want
To say to you
So ill say it
On paper