Within the Lake – 3

The water is a world, itself;
The sky a reckoning —
I feel the earth now calling me,
Its soil beckoning —

The fire that was once my heart
Has lost its fuel for burning;
The water shows the changing sky
In transitory churning,

And I am like a memory
That lives but now in writing:
I feel the nighttime coming on,
When I shall lose

My lighting

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