Just a little something I wrote while I was out at the pier, lakeside. Enjoy?
In the aWake
The ebbing tides and breezes bend
Beneath the transitory skies,
I wonder where these waters end...
And in the mystery they lend
Embracing winds' and waters' tie
The shifting tides and breezes bend
Ever-changing seasons send
A rush of ardor past my eyes,
And beauties over waters' end
Patterns of my life now blend,
Retreating from repeating lies
Which the flowing zephyrs bend
Elements of hope defend
The grace with which the heavens cry
Mourning not the summer's end
Despite persistent twists and bends,
Horizons cannot ever end.
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