Down at Devil "s" Lake

Down at Devils Lake in the summer of eighty-two

I swam with a vision, and found my soul on another's shore

You and I swam naked in a hidden swimming hole known now to me, as the

" Cove of Lost Souls"

Thick under brush, overgrown trees, and shrubs

Well hidden from prying eyes, ours met and locked, to our shock and surprise

You on your shore and I on mine

Somehow we meet there in the middle, of this bottomless hole

We were surrounded in obscure blue and lit by pale blue moonlight
 
You were amazing, and swam like a fish

Speaking endless phrases for and to me, without using your lips

Know, now that it is me, that I sing your praises

You held me so tight, I could barely breathe

Another breath, I had no care to take, in those, our last hours, down at that lake

I still wonder; if I was meant to leave this pool of deceptions 

What strange forces brought us together and then tore us apart

I was awakened on my side of the cove, forever changed

A half eaten salmon lay by my side
 
A  playful Black bear cub, kissing my face

What in this strange world, had taken place?

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man