perceiving a lake in the distance
obscured within a knotted forest.
the path, at first, appeared quite hidden
and the lake beyond my clasp.
so profound were those waters -
the glass surface glistened and shone,
but underneath was murky, i faltered:
what hidden bodies would i unearth?
the sylvan setting seemed hospitable
and concealed my lake from view.
my arms they bled from wading branches
and following the path i knew.
determined was i to swim those waters,
pushing until i could break through.