Pond Waking
Love this place
The being alone
The dawning's silence
And puckered fish kisses.
Cheeky Robin prevails.
But no, the dove coos
In inexplicable fashion.
He comes for solace
As do I.
Much too early
For farm trucks
Haywagons
Two horse buggies
Crossing one-lane bridge.
Lowing cattle from distances.
Steam just coming off
The wheat near cutting.
Water break hisses its happy welcome.
And yes, I feel welcome
Harmony
Peace
Presence of my Lord
Whispering
Yours now for a while Child.
Plus that striding heron
Off in the pond's
Far corner.
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