The Painting

The painting on the cottage wall
Reminds me that my dreams will never fall
Though the sky on it is grey and bleak
The birds' destination is not what I seek
Birds in the painting fly away from the Spring gloom
Where I would just sit in the woods and make some room

A lake with its little brother in front of me
Refracting the grey sky, a rain shower will soon be
The little pond has a birch tree looking down on its serenity
The pond has it in its eyes which don't see
Forests of pine trees and other species border both liquid bodies
and the surrounding vegetative mess
This place painted here reminds me of its home and a storm
which lingers in my mind as happiness