Depression Lifting

Paulby Paul E Smith03 Feb 2014

A misty veil drowns the oars
that break the stillness
of morning.
The brightness
of guessed at sunlight
catches ripples
as shadows pass.
A heron silhouetted
against bright water,
cast in bronze,
is still.
As day alights
and I awake
parting the curtains of sleep
I step from dream
to dream.