I Took The Boat Out Poem by courtney Klender

I took the boat out
On the glass-like lake.
Lake Huron lies before me.
A big stretch of water that will one day
run into Canada.
The fog surrounds me.
The sun having just risen,
but still barely visible over the lighthouse
that stands at the end of the point.
I took the boat out
Me, all by myself,
Everyone else asleep.
As I glide across the grey-blue water,
the front of the bow slicing paths
and the motor creating waves that will last for seconds,
And then it will appear like no one has been in the spot
That all calmness was destroyed.
The water will go back to being so still,
So still
As it had been before.
Were it looks like nothing could ever be so calm.
So unmovable.