Eloquence
Most people who own docks on Lake Nebagamon
Employ them for tying up boats
And as platforms from which to fish, at twilight,
The setting sun and rising moon
Mere backdrops for drinking beer and gabbing.
When I'm here, I gravitate toward dock's end,
Just to sit with open notebook, pen in hand,
And contemplate the grandeur of this tranquillity,
Hopeful that my spirit, longing for epiphany,
Might approximate nature's eloquence.
09/20/08 - (2)
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