The moon was full, the water shimmered
blue with Streaks of white
Silver Rocks and Green moss glimmered
stories of the night

My father wanted me to run
and play throughout the years
He often told the story
of the lake of silent tears

"Go walk amidst the creature rocks
And listen to them well
Secrets they will soon unlock
The stories they will tell."

The first stone had a lions face
It's eyes were cherry red
The second was a silent bird
His song was lost and dead

The third one was a giant frog
His humor was absurd
And in the quiet of the night
His earthly croak was heard.

I played and swam beneath the moon
my father sat in silence
Watching as youth played in tune
With nature's perfect balance.