[ I dipped my finger in a lake to see if it could swim ]

I dipped my finger in a lake to see if it could swim
Saw a Man in the reflection, was it me? could it be Him?
The Man who patrols the river blue, the royal that flows over you
As well as land and grassy plain, nature's form of lion's mane
Roaring ,yet, without a sound, fire from the opened ground


                                    I
                            hear a river running
                      As I try to close my troubled eyes
                    Nature's lillies  are low and all bowing
            I am comforted in rest, for I know they're never crying
                                   
And the Ebb moves, the Man is gone
to sleep upon a distant shore
and yet there He is , always around me
Though we fake what He is asking for.
He gave us a star we gave Him our war.

                                      i
                              See a mountain standing
                          Take a step to steady my hands
                  For though I can praise his solid posture
                I cannot bring myself to climb , shake his hands

The reflection which i thought
Reminded me of Him
Was infact a Lilly floating
The mirror does not show the sin
I ask for retribution, he sighs and pats my hands

                                    I
                          Feel the sand shifting
                    I am the master, thou art my puppet
                  Molding to my very will, and thus I can
                Dominate thee, however you laugh and slip away

But who am i but one to love?
For was it not He who told us so
He made rivers run, he gave us a push
And expected us to float
The truth is, I wish it hadn't been Him

As I dip my finger in the lake
and ponder at its form
I wonder why i realize how long I have been gone
To miss the nights I spent by lakes, contemplating who resides
To watch us rashly foolish in nature, and still purify our lives