down the slope is a lake
filled with cystal water
where lily grows at the center.
I took the lily gently
hold my breath
as I gaze at it
felt the gratitude in my heart.
The gentleness of the moment
I can hear the dropping of the water
as it lands onto the rocks
it lullabies my worries away.
Resting on the heart
of this wonderful moment.
Clears the sky and out
to the horizon of my new dreams.
