Beneath the azure sky, calm waters lay,
With whispers of the silent lake, they sway.
Casting dreams upon the mirrored sheen,
Where time stands still and thoughts convene.

A lone fisherman, with patience as his guide,
Awaits the subtle tug, where shadows hide.
The dance of light on ripples soft and clear,
Reflects the quiet hope, devoid of fear.

Each cast a promise, each moment pure,
The world fades away, of that he’s sure.
In nature’s embrace, he finds his peace,
As worries and woes gently cease.

As evening falls, and stars appear,
The lake’s soft lullaby he holds dear.
With heart content, and spirit light,
He bids farewell to the tranquil night.