Loch Voil

Walking through pines,
their tears
on my face

-yesterday’s rain.

The grey sweet
stillness
of the lake
invites.

I keep walking
under weeping trees

the lake, I hold
in my heart
or maybe it
holds me.

This is inspired by the ever reflective Loch Voil in the Scottish Highlands.

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