A Lake in the Desert

Cradled in the lap of the mountains,

lay a desert lake of pristine blue.

A watering hole in a thirsty land.

Serene and still, a vessel

of content and collected energy

within the walls of its simple abode.

It had for company, leafless trees

dotted on an arid terrain.

Life abounded on its gentle shores. 

A benevolent nurturer

in a harsh landscape,

where grace was hard to come by.

The rain clouds had been drifting

at the whims of the bellowing winds.

Tousled and sapped of this arduous journey

through the skies, longing for a place to rest,

Until it chanced upon this immaculate blue.

Serene, still, and inviting.

Weary of its restlessness, and

Tired of its ceaseless wandering,

A longing to be home at peace set in. 

Love surged through its billowy bosom,

as the clouds hastened to descend, with 

Tender kisses that pattered on the lake.

Tranquility seeped as the clouds

Melted into the dewy lake, and

the color turned a deeper blue.

A respite to the yearning multitudes,

the waters settled in an endless embrace,

Under the sanguine light of the full moon.