We look, we ponder, we wonder, we fear, we see...
We listen, we need, we are inspired, we choose, we bleed, we hear, we inspire...
We feel, we tread, we suffer, we move, we reach out, we resonate, we soar, we touch, we share...
We smell, we tend, we learn, we grow, we sustain, we change, we forgive...
We taste, we celebrate, we remember, we replenish, we endure...
We sense, we love, we find, we are strong, we are peaceful, we are joyful, we are...
We are as one.
I go to you my fearless one, the lake of hopes and dreams.
The water is calm and peaceful, the picture so serene.
I let go at the waters edge and inch my way to where,
the water's cold and dark, and spend time with you there.
Alone I hear my heart beat, in the coolness of the morning.
The lake holds me like a child as I gently go roaming.
Trees on the edge of time lean in to hear the stories,
of those who pass this way searching for the answers.
I dare to share in the mystery of stillness and of peace.
The sun on my back, my eyes blind I go into the deep.
There are no sides to hold onto, no one watching me.
In the silence I hold my breath and give myself to thee.
I remember being here before, playing games for hours.
No sense of time or place, I thought this world would last forever.
Yet the wise old lake knows, and chooses not to share,
that ripples on the surface hardly ever make a stir,