I love this lake.
The water is still.
There's no one in sight.
There's no one in sight.
It's quiet here.
All I hear are birds and frogs.
I have to dream about walking along it's banks
or dipping my hand in the cool water.
I dream of rowing a small boat across the lake to the opposite shore
where there's a pretty extension bridge and a garden.
But, dream is all I can do.
This is Marylake which is in front of a Carmelite Monastery
and surrounded by iron and rock fencing.
Even though I can't get any closer, I come here for the calm.
July was active and even stressful at times.
I needed to get away by myself;
to just stand and listen and dream.
I knew just where to go.
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