Sabbath by the Lake

by The Devotional Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

The summer church picnic finally grows quiet. Children leave rings in the grass. Paper plates settle in their bags. The lake holds late light without trying to explain it. We sit beyond the schedule, not productive, not improving, only present long enough to hear water against the dock as a kind of prayer.
53 words · 12 lines · Free Verse
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