a calm bit for friday

Here, my head is

flushed with sky

and cool like shimmering shadows

left in the simmer of summer

as my body lay

within the water line,

a soft ring around my shoulders

pulsing with each inflection of water,

each small wave

in near shallows where

my feet, my knees, my shins

rest cradled

in lake-bottom sand

and here

there are no bothers

no worries

no pending cares

no society to answer to;

just being alive,

a dazzling star

reflected in the lake

all that I know