The surface of the lake before me
Is still and blue grey
a liquid reflection
of the infinite sky above
For the moment everything is at peace
Breathing calmly.
The depths the water
appear slowly
below the shimmering surface
as a fish glides along rounded rocks
lying at the bottom of the shallows.
And gradually, the light penetrates
here and there, traveling out
towards the craggy island
creating impressions now and then
of all that floats and swims
in the liquid layers.
the rocks in the clear depths
and the lake weed,
drifting.
There in the middle, it is very deep.
Down to the darkness
where carp lounge,
gills opening and closing
in the rhythm of the heart;
A white egret flies over, silently
and soon another follows
and a third.
The water spreads its depths
voluminous, uncharted
from forests on the right side
to rocky shores on the left
where oak trees, ancient and twisted
gracefully arch
feflecting themselves
In the luminous water.
All this now is inside
The outside is inside
And the inside outside.
The air has opened
The gateway
That allows dreams to pass.
