In the afternoon we watched the
waves lift up the edge
of the sea
and in the evening we watched
the swans land
softly
on the lake because water
is so still at
times
*
And every once in a while we flew
or at least we tried to
find heaven
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The Unbearable Lightness of Being was used as the title for two other mindgallery poems I saved here (a simple search on the word “unbearable” will fetch them for you). I like all the versions but find this one extra fitting for summer weather and holiday weekends. Still lakes and swans sounds extra lovely right about now.