I See Lakes On The Pics Poem by RIC BASTASA

and i turn myself instead to those images
on the net, i surf: serenity, gratitude, bliss,
divinity and eternity, and what appears on screen
are pictures of lakes, and there is this

Lake Moraine of Alberta


a lake so placid, a swan taking its way to the other side
green trees and an old castle on the other

so serene,

and there is the figure of a man raising his hands
to the sky, on top of a mountain, overlooking a lake,

so grateful, perhaps that amidst all these beauty
he is there still alive to see, to savor, to praise, to thank, to be silent