Estuary’s Gift

 

Estuary’s Gift

Nebulous skies break the morning,

foggy mist swells the lake in white,

gently wakes the sleeping angels,

that came in late and spent the night.

Tranquil whispers greet the light,

as billowed blankets gently fade,

reveals kept secret behind the clouds,

the perfect painting god had made.

Excitement builds as sun grows stronger,

snow geese prepare to leave the lake,

form a crescent on the water,

before departure they will make.

As sunrise breaks the mountain top,

a beam of gold reveals the way,

and leads the geese in rising song,

as they prepare to leave the bay.

A crash of thunder greets the air,

the beat back of ten thousand wings,

that breaks the stillness on the lake,

and drives the rising song they sing.

Wings beat faster, hearts are racing,

they carry my essence in tow,

raise me up in celebration,

with estuary’s gift bestowed.

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