The Deep

Memories leak into yesterday
As I sit before a new lake of new day
I feel the same wind that blew
throughout and within
I feel sadness in my soul
Life must go on, I know
Yet this deep won’t let me free
and this existence I know
can never be
And as I move on to another time,
Maybe then,
I may finally shine


This is a picture of Wamplers Lake, in the place where my
brothers, cousins and friends swam when I was a child. I
spent many nights looking out over this lake as my mind
filled with many thoughts. I took this picture before I
moved away from my neigborhood. This poem was wrote
five years after I moved as I struggled to let go of my
childhood and grow into a woman and a mother.