The Lake

Sun soaked

Wind waved

Rain slashed Lake

Your restless shades of blue

Mimic the sky,

In multi-colored hue.

In magic merriment when sunlight skips

In gusty laugh, the clouds cause waves to rip.

Moon struck - star lit

Saintly sight,

Challenger of day

Keeper of the night.

Golden - glistening forever there

You keep a place for all to share.

 

12/1959 - from Judy Barta's Rangeley Maine Poetry Selections 1920-2009