The moist, dark wood
tickles my bare feet
The forested hills
on the cloudy horizon
catch my wandering eye
as I walk in between
the lake water
Droplets fall, gently spitting
against my flamboyant umbrella
I hug my soft scarf
watching the Canada geese complain
The hand that holds my high heels
sways back and forth by my hip
I am terribly tempted to throw my shoes
into the seemingly bottomless lake
To let everything go
Every worry, anger, pain
Or even to throw myself into the water
Release my pent-up energy
in this beautiful hidden lake,
snuggled in between the mountains
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