Lough Graney
1.
Walking the jetty over the lake;
lying there.
Eternity. A June afternoon
in that place of peace;
no one to disturb you
but yourself
rushing over the water
to be with you,
to complete
your happiness.
2.
This
surface gifts the heavens to you;
I’ve always wondered how you could leave this place;
what finer existence could inveigle you?
Between lake and sky, soul stepping clear of body,
instantly ecstatic; did you imagine there was somewhere
the wings of your heart would find greater span?
Here, where the soft insistence of eternity enters your soul
and time bows to beauty.
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