These Lakes
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If there is one picture that captures the soul of the land through which, I've had the privilege of paddling it is Tom Thompson's The West Wind
These lakes are scratches
gouged by glaciers
from rocks new
when life began.
Life is hard here
soil thin, fire common
yet Thompson's West Wind
is but a paddle ahead.
Blood flows thickly
o’er flesh
to knit a healing scab
leaving just a faint scar.
Stir not
these calm waters
nor linger
o’er faint lines.
Paddle lightly
to the sunset
sending ripples
to the dawn.
May 19, 2014 - The Perfect Painting
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Copyright © D.W. Rodgers | Year Posted 2014
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