There's nothing like a break from the ordinary to make us glad of it!
Two weeks ago we enjoyed our annual break at a little cottage on a little lake...
Where fish/minnows frolic...
Past Uncle's hook (into Grandson's net)😅
And no. Uncle did not use 'fishy' as bait 😂
After the shrieks of delight this little
shimmer of a fish incited,
I can't wait till he catches a big one!
and sunbeams dance...
and feathered friends drift by...
a lake-lull is such a refreshing way to recharge
and ready me to return with fresh gladness
to the beck and call of Always Much To Do
(this week's much-to-do is focused on
prepping for a family-reunion we are hosting on Sunday)
The blue lull of the lake bestows a gentle bliss
As wishful thinking takes a break where nothing seems amiss
While in worlds far away the horn of progress blares
Where warriors of workaday shoulder life’s load of cares
The blue lull of the lake makes broken poets whole
As soothing, wordless lyrics break on shorelines of the soul
Its fluid countenance enchants the creature sigh
Where fish frolic and sunbeams dance and feathered friends drift by
The blue lull of the lake is pleasant company
No fear of making a mistake with blue-lake repartee
Content to smile and nod; no critic to requite
Leaning against the knee of God in undisturbed delight
The blue lull of the lake awakens purest joys
Unhindered by the give and take of commerce-driven noise
Far from the madding press of hello and so long
The lull of blue-lake happiness writes worship's purest song
© Janet Martin
I LOVE noting the shifting hues and textures of the water
reflecting the heavens and the time of day
