The Lake as Painter

The lake paints everything it sees
- the flowers, clouds, the hills and trees -
in concrete forms, when all is calm,
or more abstractly when so moved:

then mountains melt and marbleize
with forests smearing toward the skies
as boulders wither blissfully
and all the world blurs beautifully

until a stillness calms the art
and everything that flowed apart
regains composure and reflects
the scenery the lake collects.

The Lake as Painter © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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12 lines, 69 words.  Image challenge (nature scene with trees blurring towards the top) prompt - link:
Submitted: August 11, 2021