Picturing the lake close to my friend's house, expansive,
beautiful, banyan trees on it's shore, plants and flowers
hanging about, looking into reflections on the surface.
Sun silently touching upon the water, being rippled on
it's surface by a gentle breeze blowing across it invisibly,
yet knowing it's there steadily throughout the morning.
Living in the beauty of it's essence, finding so much to be
thankful for as we walk hand in hand alongside the lake,
talking, reminiscing and finding one another's hearts.
Both on the same path in our lives, feeling the closeness
and coming closer as we walk together alongside the lake,
a final horizon for the both of us now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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