My friends stay in the shallows Their dog whines at the shore. She isn't sure why I'm a lake creature now Lose my land-legs to go deeper. Pirouette in the water. One arm After another. I rain-dance the rhythm Of leaf-drop, darkness, and fall. I'm a thousand years old. I was born in this mud Murk-inches lie ancient, below me. Where leeches lie waiting, where eggs begin hatching I'm dying and living, again and again. Legs heavy and awkward at the dock ladder Dripping onto manhandled wood. These blue skies won't last much longer. I take the hand of my lover Heart as deep as the lake Bounded by seasons changing forever.
Photo by me, taken at Grace Lake
