Autumn on The Lake

O still horizon
bordering a nearly same-still lake
reflecting the thousands twinkling stars
of the sun’s rays
on its minute waves.
Unswaying branches rim the foreground
bared by leaves all fallen
sheltering the occasional bird
delightfully flitting here and there.
The air soundless but for a dog’s bark
and the geese’s feet touching the water
as they hover.
O still horizon,
do you hold an answer?
Only remove the question
and open your hands.

Grace Colella graduated with a Masters in Arts and Ministry in Spirituality degree from Regis College where she also trained as a Spiritual Director. Her love of nature inspires her to write poems.

  • Bill Clarke, sj
    Posted at 10:02h, 25 November Reply

    Thank you grace. This is beautifully described.

  • Peter Bisson
    Posted at 23:23h, 29 November Reply

    Thank you Grace!

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