By the lake


Water splashes
against the stone
I am sitting on.
Thoughts float
in golden patches
on the lake’s surface.
Words of all times
gather around my
immersed feet.
Every tiny drop
thrown into the air
holds fragments
of your beloved voice.
Memories cross
my mind
and my heart
dances to this tune
echoing from afar.
The sky smiles
at its own reflection
on the glimmering water.
I dive
into this embrace,
suspended between
above and below.
Surrounded by
the sound of
your divine voice,
I share your breath
and life flows
in silent harmony.
The sun bows
to this sacred moment
of love
and the lake glows,
as if competing
with my soul,
in sweet surrender.



Love, Margherita

Dear Margherita, nice to see you back.
Your poem is absolutely beautiful; it is very touching.

Love,
Sue

Welcome back dear Margherita.
Reading your beautiful poem is the nicest way to start my day.

Love
Vicky

Hi girls, it's nice to find you and your loving words. Thank you.
Hope your holidays were great and that you are both perfectly fit and happy!

The lake for me has a special fascination, as I lived at the lake of Zurich for the whole of my childhood and youth. There is sometimes a veil of melancholy, but for me it has the touch of "Home".

Love and Joy.
Margherita

I am trying to send you the picture of MY lake ...

Love, Margherita

... and this is the EXACT place I am writing about ...

my homeland, I love you!

Love, Margherita

Dear Margherita,
It is wonderful to have you back here.

As always, words fail me when I read your poetry. It touches the soul.

Thank you for the beautiful images of your homeland.

Love, Inda

Thank you dear Inda! I am happy to be back and to find you too.

Your image is of mesmerising beauty and deserves a senryu:

Golden evening

stirs the soul to meditate

and to praise the Lord


Much love and light.

Margherita

By the lake Water splashes against the stone I am sitting on. Thoughts float in golden patches on the lake’s surface. Words of all times gather around my immersed feet. Every tiny drop thrown into the air holds fragments of your beloved voice. Memories cross my mind and my heart dances to this tune echoing from afar. The sky smiles at its own reflection on the glimmering water. I dive into this embrace, suspended between above and below. Surrounded by the sound of your divine voice, I share your breath and life flows in silent harmony. The sun bows to this sacred moment of love and the lake glows, as if competing with my soul, in sweet surrender.

How wonderful dear dpm (Dancing Pearly Margherita), you return to us, and bring back with you THE LOVE OF THE LAKE!!! Yay of yays!

Aaaahhh yes, we have missed you, but what a return!

Your beauty is like a giant lake of healthy peaceful bliss. Thank you for beautifying our ol' Givnology memory banks with your sharing visions of heavenly magnificent nature and your pure love words!

You missed the Lucky Duckies post, but hey! Here is there heaven that you share!

Sending you and all of yours the absolute bestest!

Love and light being, Teo Do (Re, Mi, Fa, Soul...)

Thank you dear Teo Do, precious friend and Maestro!

I love your "composition" with my words and my lake very much. And the longing intensifies!

I will go find the Lucky Duckies post ...

Love and Joy.
dpm

On my lake there are many swans and swan families too

Beautiful dear Margherita.

Love,
Eric

Divine Flower...
Once again
Opens up
And every breeze
Carries
Her sweet perfume
Across our world.

And I find myself lost
Within her beautiful essence.


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What a beautiful poem, dear DF.

Love,
Sylvie

Dear Margherita,

Your beautiful writing, and the images are truly a gift. Thank you.

Sincerely,
Gisele

Thank you too dear Eric, dear Sylvie and dear Gisèle for your loving comments.

The lake is ideal to induce meditation, I could sit and listen for hours without ever being bored.

The lake plays
the tune of peace
in quiet moments
or the roaring notes
of sudden tempest.
Sit and listen
to its voice of truth
and be aware of
divine spirit flowing
through all moments.
Feel the connection
and share the whispers
of life's touching tunes.
Breathe Love Divine
and open to the world.




Love and hugs.
Margherita