By the light of my digital devices,
I wander in darkened rooms. 
This world is too much with me,
early and late:
I twist and turn, whirling. 

I go to the lake
with its hint of wilderness. 
Despite landscaped edges,
the lake shifts and breathes:
womb of potent Mystery:

Stillness in sunshine,
quiet under clouds,
watchfulness in wind,
release in rain:
Peace, - I settle and ease.