Still Night Above the Sleeping Lake

Still night above the sleeping lake,

The sounds of life are silenced as am I.

Soft upon the welcoming grass I lie

Watching the indifferent stars drift by.

In this microcosm of the evolving world

All seems at peace, a meditative mood

Descends like balm upon the troubled earth.

One feels that evil shall sum up to good

Humanity find a modicum of peace,

Divided nations unity restore,

The hatreds that for centuries inflamed

The heart shall wither away and be no more.

Yet change is such a monumental task,

Apparent only if we look within

And know this false persona but a mask,

Allow the thickened ego-self to thin,

Become the enlightened souls we were meant to be,

To find ourselves and from the past break free.