The Lake

…then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

When the world is too much with me and too much to bear, I go to the lake that opens like a silver hand toward the the Emerald City and sit or walk or swim for a while. Afterwards I am lighter, wetter, and clearer in mind.

I love few things as I love t…