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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I am awoken from a restful sleep aware of the fresh air the open window brings as she begins to sing it is the sound of the loon calling me to her side I stride towards the beckoning sound and her shore as the door swings open to a new dawn and a rising sun the early morning mist departing to reveal her beauty she is glass like this day, stillness the allure her stillness belies her truth that she can be rough enough as I stand beside her admiring the horizon she willingly displays my ears are attune to her lapping sounds, my heart calm launching my canoe I begin to paddle amidst her blueness each stroke like the combing of her hair with twirls and curls today she allows me to glide with ease yet she can also be a tease the gentle breeze now professed can transform into a mighty storm it is within her grace that she allows me this place of serenity for she could as easily sweep off my serendipity with a rough sea sounds of gulls take my eyes upwards into the clear blue sky watching them soar all the while jealous of their ability for flight a honking sound now has me looking to my right to catch sight of a gaggle of geese in mid-flight her back their launching pad and without warning there’s a splash as a fish leaps into the air in search of its morning dish of insect and bugs, as it dives back into the water, its sanctuary, its home I am reminded again of her kindness that she provides in sheltering bays her gentle waves taking me on a journey into the depths of this lake they call Placid Andreas Simic©
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