I Walk the Shore of A Lake

..

I walk the shore

Of a lake

Past fishermen

Casting line and bait

 

Watching bobbers, watching

Poles and lines....

Do they see what I see?

Do they hear what I hear?

 

With walking staff

In silence I pass

with inner smiles....

My shadow leads the way

 

Over rocky shore and

Tree root

My path is blocked

I wait....

Goose and goslings

feed and play

I lean on my staff

My shadow rests....

 

To wooded path

I can finally pass...

Hide and seek among
 the trees....

my shadow plays

 

Stopped by fallen tree

I must return,

Retrace my steps...

My shadow follows

 

I walk the shore of a

Lake

Past fishermen casting

Line and bait...

 

Do they see what I see?

Do they hear what I hear?