Dawn on the lake
The world is still.
Water like a mirror.
Land and water blur.
Bold bright colors in the morning light.
Steam rises from the still surface
In wisps and swirls,
Soon to evaporate in the warming air.
Birds and I stir
Ready to face a new day.
Above a chorus
Joins my world.
A flock of Canadian geese
A squadron of at least
Twenty-five land off the point.
Squawking and trumpeting
Their arrival.
Tea on the porch
Soaking it in,
The wonder of God's creation.
Oops, time for work.
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