Shadows On The Lake

SHADOWS ON THE LAKE

What’s that vision illuminating the shore,

Across the lake that I adore?

Among the forms of the whispering pines,

Is it the mellowed-passage of elasticated time?

Elevated on the wings of spiritual travel,

The sands are staggered as the inlets unravel;

The beaches stand silent for all to hear,

But because in obscurity, I’m the only one near.

I’m engulfed in the depths of nature’s sobriety,

Disengaged from the expoundments of pseudonymous society;

The reflections from the water lure me ever so near,

Their images of quiescence are all that appear.

These shadows on the lake consume my mind,

Eliciting placidity with the fortune of this find;

Because of the scenery that emanates and surrounds,

I return to this orchard where The Rose of Sharon abounds.

There is no other locale where stress is relieved,

Where Calm is restored and Peace is achieved;

Although I can’t yet set foot in this Heavenly place,

One day I definitely will -- by God’s Amazing Grace.

Though at the present hour evil shadows are all I perceive,

The Heavenly reality will materialize if only I continue to believe;

Patience and perseverance are required to endure these last days,

Until Faith is rewarded and the Lord breaks through the mortal haze.

Come quickly Jesus -- we are ready, so very, very ready!!!!

Humbly