Whispering Watery Words By The Lake Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting at a bay, water, flowing by, rippling, making
sounds tempting me to come join them, whispering their
watery words as I listen, trying to interpret what they
want me to hear.

Clouds gathering above the water, touching my mind from
within, mind relaxing, watching the serene beauty of life
and nature flow by.

Calling to me from beneath the waves, nothing standing in
the way of living here on the edge of time and life right
here in Kolkata, India.