BESIDE ONTARIO

I had a little moment of wonder today. OK, I also walked 35km and got sunburned, which is less wondrous, but despite all that, I did have this short half an hour, watching the lake shimmer and feeling the breeze roll off the water.

I ought to write a poem, I thought to myself, not done one of those in a long while and this seemed perfect. So here it is, straight from the view:

Beside Ontario

To see the sparkled sun fragment

Upon the lake of blue

To sit upon the jagged rocks

Alone is what I do

To hear the water kiss the shore

With rippled melody

To sit beside the singing waves

Alone is where I'll be

To see the hazy line of hills

So long so far away

To think of home much further still

Is where I sit today

To bask in sun beside the lake

Where jewelled waters flow

To think so still and quiet make

Beside Ontario