A conflicted lake

#dimpleverse

In clean water we are blessed
Though rarely do we assess
Our impact on those crashing
Waves or what life spent clashing
Over thirst’s reprieve could do
To placid shores. That’s fooey
You say, water’s plentiful
it’s ruffled, beautiful
Surface Draws dreams. They linger
Until a starry finger
Disperses them on the waves
Rising to carry, to save
Then sinking under the swells
Where all ideas go to dwell.
In and out the tide pulls all
Leaving nothing there to fall.

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