Lake

I am a lake. Sitting perfectly still. I reflect all that’s around me.

When you see me, you see yourself. When you see me, you see the sky, the trees, the birds, the moon, and the sun.

On the surface, I appear calm and still. I sit. But within me, I carry the world. I carry life and death. I carry pain and joy. But I sit.

The world sits inside me. But I lay still. You look at me and you don’t see the world inside me but the world around you.

I carry the world inside me. But I sit still.