A Calm Lake

Poetry 1 Minute 
Stillness permeated from the lake.
Trees stood still, branches stoic in the wind.

Actually, it felt like wind died as it approached the lake,
or maybe
all the molecules found their spaces to be.

No evidence of animal life anywhere —
no tracks nor droppings or food.
Not even insect bites on leaves.

You’re sure the ecosystem ought to be suffering,
but it’s lush and green.

Published by M. Espinosa

He/they. I teach English at a junior high school in western Washington. Outside of work, I worry about a myriad of things and spend time outside.

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