Is it really only six months since I was here?
I haven’t written as much as I would like since my return
to the busy routine we call life
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Was I really living in this rushing place?
Through Fortune’s grace, I’ve slowed the pace
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Yet on this raw March day
my mind goes back to time by the lake
sitting at this table, in front of this blessing
time slowing down
and words flowing
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I close my eyes and I’m there again
peaceful and still
yet here
This was lovely. I love when I’m transported like this to languid times by a lake or a mountain, in the heat, when the minutes seem to tick by slower. Sigh. What a wonderful thought.
Thank you … I, too, love that sensation of slowing down time …
Isn’t it interesting that all we have to do is close our eyes and we are transported to another place. Lovely poem…
“How did it get so late so soon?”
― Dr. Seuss
Thank you for your comment. Love the quote from Dr. Seuss, a most wise fellow.
Only the next time you’re there, you’ll look out, across the great expanse, and see Zia and me as we side-stroke our way from Michigan’s shore. 🙂
A beautiful post, Mar.
Love the idea of lifting my glass in a toast to you and Zia as you swim in Lake Huron!
It’s wonderful to have good memories – that’s part of the fun of travel!
Yes, our memories allow us to revisit those special places anytime we want …
Thanks for this post Mar…it is beautiful.
I’m glad you liked it; thank you for sharing this special place with me.
Can I come too?? If John and Zia will row there.. I’ll fly.. let’s all fly and have a little party:D
This sounds like fun! A little part with my blogging friends on the deck overlooking beautiful Lake Huron. Let’s fly, indeed!
nice scenery, even your laptop screen looks nice
,A
Thank you, Adam. I like how the screen reflects the sky and trees.
Lovely post…I know exactly how you feel. I think about sitting on the deck of our little cottage in Maine in the summer and looking out at the lake.
One of the nice things about a getaway by the water is that we can dream it about the rest of the year…