Erie

Strange the way life takes hold of you
Everyday this unencumbered mystery
Millions around hundreds
Questions often present themselves
Others never leave

Did I see that right? Saw this perspective
The side or opposition
I am unable to contemplate the depth of the shallowest
Great lake far and wide

Upon her shores I often find myself
Never alone not always together
At the shore the land stops  and contemplates transformation
Young and old shifting or stable

There are more in between and  many are the finbacks
Sought until found lacking
More a question of belief
You can chase anything you believe in

Poke the ground stop at the shore assess
Everything here for something
You somehow
The sun can kill you can not live without her

Not contradiction rather subtlety
Good and bad in every ounce created
Drops visit the land but live Erie to the ocean
Sunset and two kayaks pass
I wonder where they're going know what they do

Pools of ice and time and mystery; Erie
Not a life guard I  find myself awatch