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The Lake's Beauty
by Tonya Hillukka Mickelson
The water ripples
In the breeze
The sky reflects on the lake;
It's beauty reaches out to me.
I see my reflection
In the clear, blue water
When it is so gentle
It is like a polished mirror.
But when a storm comes along,
Raging violently,
Lightening reflects, thunder sounds,
On the lake so dark
So black.
And when the storm calms,
The lake calls for peace;
It slows down to a ripple
Then shines like a mirror again.
In the breeze
The sky reflects on the lake;
It's beauty reaches out to me.
I see my reflection
In the clear, blue water
When it is so gentle
It is like a polished mirror.
But when a storm comes along,
Raging violently,
Lightening reflects, thunder sounds,
On the lake so dark
So black.
And when the storm calms,
The lake calls for peace;
It slows down to a ripple
Then shines like a mirror again.
That second image is simply spectacular. Perfect lighting, beautiful moody setting. I can tell you are having fun with your new camera.
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