The Waters Edge

The World was still        
The trees did not sway
The earth was warm
And damp where she lay

The water crystal clear
The lake it did not stir
The very air seemed heavy
And the water called to her

Her name it came in a soft embrace
The trees they listened close
The wind and air dared not to breathe
The lake desired her the most

Her hands they sank into the clods of  dirt
As she stumbled so she could see
"Who is this that calls my name?"    
Her voice swallowed by the sea

Her face so soft and innocent
Her beauty, as yet untold
Her heart was opened and pure still

Her life was yet to mold

Her reflection gazing up at her
From inside the lustrous lake
She reached a hand to touch
The mirror of her names sake

She felt the edge give in
And the liquid did embrace her
As she gasped to cry out
It slid over her as like a lover

It wrapped it's velvet fingers
Caressing her body tight
And delved into its deepest core
Holding her with its might

She struggled and cried within the dark
Aching for just one breath
Fighting off the waters grasp
Not ready yet for death

And the water turned to ice
Stole warmth from her soul

It crept unbidden into her heart
Beyond all her control

She saw her hand, it's frozen form
Wave enticingly
She felt the waters silken touch
Oh so lovingly

Her feet were lead upon the floor
Her body now a stone
The cold it left her utterly empty
It numbed her to the bone

The air that filled her lungs had left
Her fate was all too clear
The fight it left her swiftly then
Nothing left to hear

And a light she saw ahead
But it wasn't what she feared
She would have startled could she move
As the light it neared


The surface broke abruptly then
Her body inert with chill
Her lungs they fought with water
Though her flesh it lay still

She coughed and sputtered liquid
Til she collapsed with a sigh
She had fought till fight lay dead within her
But something had made her try

The illumination she thought was her fate
Was the light that had saved
And though she knew not what it was
It was what she had craved

The dark abyss it called her name
The trees still listened close
The air it held its breath
Awaiting the her who it wanted most

But having tasted is darkest liquor
And bathing at its depths

She slithered away from its lulling cry
Her eyes now full of regrets

And now that world so still and quiet
No life dares make a sound
It calls, she hears across the plains
And runs for fear she is found