At Night by the Lake: A Poem

Great times with friends,
Indoors and out.
Spontaneity is my friend;
Sitting on the rocks,
The sounds recalling Inisfree,
The sights recalling Eliot.
Living and loving the poetry of the moment:
The people,
And the place,
And the people in the place,
Wondering at
The vastness of the universe
And the majesty of nature.
Telling stories,
Being together,
Living these final days
Before Summer,
Appreciating each other.

In the moment the words don't come.
The poetry is there,
Ours for the taking,
Bringing beauty from this
Experience that will never be
Replicated,
As we recognize the splendor
Around us.

This is why today is awesome.