Lake(Poem)

Sun
with the
casual serenity
and serious placidity
found a way
through the curtains of the sky
and coffined the
plastic darkness.

Glacial wind
and the plover bird
on the statued crocodile
welcomed it
with a pebbly warmth.

Battering rays
woke up the fishes
and the wrinkles of the lotus
for a fairytale
soon to be told
by the old man and his boy.

On the edge
sat a couple
with passion
that could last eons.

The musty and the moldy
rocks
with partial athanasia
seeing the sight
wished a hookup
with the time.

while the
two birds
in an olive mood
and in an anxious pose
gave
the man with the camera
a perfect pause in time.

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