The Frozen Lake
The backdrop of the snowy mountains and dead trees,
The quiet stillness in the air and the blurred vision…
A fog so dense hangs in the air as if suspended between two worlds,
And in this aura I walk beside the frozen lake of time.
Once flowing with effervescence, mumbling words of life…
Now cold and all frozen up, reflecting sunshine as sparkles,
That once shimmered with motion, now is still and motionless…
With fragments of snowy moments and cold thoughts,
Spread across its surface like scars on a mind…
With a gentle flowing heart in the frozen lake of time…