Lake Cheston in Sewanee
The peace of this lake beckons to me to join in its reflection of all that is good and beautiful.
My heart receives its gift of peace.
My pace slows; my body relaxes; my mind's eye opens wider.
I stop to gaze at the birds flying overhead. With what grace they fly through the air!
Look at how blue the sky is colored today!
The clouds float like lazy reclining ladies, each movement like a ballerina's outstretched arm.
The wind ripples through the water making the clouds dance!
Could anything ever be more beautiful, more perfect, than this moment?
I become aware of the sound of the wind through the pine trees.
My ears open to hear more of this swishing, delicate music.
A bird adds staccato notes to the melody, then another calls out.
Shall I join the glad chorus all around me?
At that moment I become aware that my heart is already humming a tune.
Still and quiet, I listen to this inner music. It is full of joy.
I begin to move forward. The deer are waiting across the bridge.
In the peace of the lake,
Laura Ellen
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