Upon the stillness of the lake,
Within the colors of the dusk,
We sat and joined our tired hands
In mute appreciation –
Upon the lake in language terse,
We wrote a bit cryptic verse,
Affirming, if we died that hour,
We’d shared one
Inhalation
Other People's Feelings
Upon the stillness of the lake,
Within the colors of the dusk,
We sat and joined our tired hands
In mute appreciation –
Upon the lake in language terse,
We wrote a bit cryptic verse,
Affirming, if we died that hour,
We’d shared one
Inhalation