summer evening at seeley lake

 

i could not see

loons

my back turned

rowing into wind

 

water slapped aimless

beyond the reach of mind

to grasp faith

 

a jump better made

by creatures wiser than i

 

their sinuous necks hidden behind reeds

while iridescent bodies navigate through lily pads

chicks on backs growing large

unceremoniously shaken off

into deep water

to begin their own gather

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