There is no denying our liking of nature
Of being enthralled by free-living creature
The contrast of asphalt to azure-clear water
Amusement that’s roused by a loon’s garbled laughter
The view captivates like a spell that’s been cast
Mirrored on a surface as perfect as glass
You’ve driven for hours, left tumult behind
To fluorescent pink sunset that’s seared in your mind
You live a charmed life if your escape is assured
To a place where your neighbours are flocks of lake birds
Where a visit of friends to this hushed contemplation
Comes only if offered a rare invitation
To live near the water, if only a while
Allows decompression, you turn down the dial
Renew a worn spirit that’s been overtaxed
With a freshness of air that helps one to relax
A congenial refuge for souls that need saving
The lake house veranda, a welcoming haven…