Lake Lover, Fishing For "answers"~

I too, sit in my boat that precariously rocks on the lakes' waves

Oh, not a real boat or actual water~

but in my heart and spirit

I sit in the boat of my own making

and rock as the wind becomes my mother at bedtime~

 

It's waves rock me to gentle trust

Trust the wind that keeps you feeling~

Trust the rain that nourishes your soul~

Trust the clouds that cover over head~

Trust the water that "keeps you afloat"~

 

Trust the boat that carries you Home~

Done