Below the surface 
a heartbeat sounds
of wind weathered ice
that shakes the ground.
And as time grows tired,
it stops to rest
to breathe in unison
with the lake's deep breaths. 
The rumbles of sound
from water and sky
an age-old song
to the clouds passing by. 
It sings of summer 
and whispers in the night 
and tells old stories 
of wrongs set right.