The Warren Lake Mystery

Smell the food cooking on the barbecue grill,  
Watch the waves rolling on the warming lake,
Find a little moment to be calm and still,
Everything you really have you didn’t make —

How can you be happy when you’ve lost so much?
When you’ve been so wrong, how can this feel so right?
Who can understand the people that you’ve been?
And why is it believing had to start tonight?

Hear the birds crying of a soon-return,
Hear the wind talking in a whisper tone,
Everything is something, if you’ll let it be,
Even in the darkest times, you weren’t alone —

How is it you comprehend what’s only felt?
How have you kept going, when you couldn’t see
Where the road was going, or where you might find
Something like an an answer to this mystery?

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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