The Lake

I walk the path and set to watch the
Sun walk along the dimples and rise
Up over this stagnant face

Beaming rays of warmth tap dance over skin
Ringing the lively bells of lavender cells
Bathed in the suns golden morning light

And the meandering waters ripple, turn over
Where the birds and swans share a pool
In the shadows where stands you

Cool breeze seem to whisper native poetry
Tossing the unsecured soul to an fro
As we lazily stroll

Red clay and pebbles gather on green lawns
Pull the heart and push others along
Just as the trains begin to rattle

Yes rattling I said waiting along the banks
Place a silly and venomous bite
You been expecting it of late