Outdoor Therapy

Surrounded by a jury of my peers–
Herons, blue and white, ducks, frogs,
Paranoid minnows scurrying through the shallows.

Sitting on the pier, bare feet dangling in the water,
Dragonflies chase the tip of my fishing pole
As raindrops slowly drip from the bill of my hat.

Sanctuary to my restless, aching soul,
The peaceful lake and its inhabitants
Calm the brackish water that runs through my veins.