Lovers Out of Phase

The lake

Seems more like an ocean today

Shore cloaked by the

Desire laden sky

Clouds fallen on their knees

Knelt to kiss

Tahoe’s calm face

Undisturbed by

Heaven-bound breezes

In the grey hours of

Mountain twilight

Air, thick and white with presence

An entity of condensation

Cups the basin

With gentle scooping hands

A bubble of warm air

Releasing it’s breath

Transforming the first gift

Of fluffy falling snow

Into a nebulous layer of misting moisture

Separating liquid water from solid

Giving the living aquifer a hazy halo

K.B. Silver

I started this poem on a drive around Lake Tahoe with the hubs. Occasionally, I go a little stir-crazy and need to get out of the house, but I don’t feel up to being around people or even getting out of the car. So we go on a short drive. It's one of the best things about living in Lake Tahoe. You can enjoy the beauty of nature from the comfort of your home, or in this case, your car. There are some pretty amazing views along the road that ring it, and I’m always inspired when we drive it.