Vic 1

THE boat is ready
you hold the paddle
and you step on it
and take the ride
there is this peace
that the pond offers
there is this solitude
of the heart
that speaks the silence
of the water
the boat wades with
you
then you let everything
float away

beside the river bank
a tree grows
with lush leaves

you lay your head
on the side of the boat
you close your eyes
and then dream

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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