It was a pink sky this morning
The sky was streaked with pastel hues
But no bad sailor's warnings
were forecast on the news.
Cool enough to be chilly
Warm enough to desire outside
How great it is to be here
To witness yet another
Uniquely colored sunrise.
I walk down towards the river's bed
You can hear it before its seen
Its one of this state's wonder's
A prime and flush natural trout stream.
The mayflies have just started to hatch
And so it comes as no surprise
When a large brown trout jumps to catch one
His breakfast or lunch can be surmised.
Wading in so slightly
I push my canoe to deeper depths
The grating of its bottom on shallow rocks
This sound, the morning's only distress.
Jumping in and floating
The stream's slow current gives a ride
I trail my oar behind me
Leaving liquid contrails in my stead.
Letting my thoughts wander
As one in nature can often do
I open my mind to reflecting
On things beyond this morning's dew.
I thank my God that I am alive
I thank him for this moment
I thank him for this wonderful place
I reflect on all my blessings
I thank him for this morning and this day.
(January 23, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
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