Canoeing Through Time
gliding through its ripples breaking the stillness
in harmony paddling with my ancestors
serene other than a loon's call as witness
gaging the span of mountains by trimesters
a sunrise about to make its grand entrance
closing my eyes as to trade furs feels intense
ageless today there is no one keeping time
river sun mountains clouds paddling paradigm
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
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