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In the screen house Under the trees Overlooking the lake An hour before sunrise How does one describe A stillness so complete The tiniest leaf In motionless silhouette Against water Tinged blue, pinkish-peach Hopeful, tranquil Waiting Stillness, but not silence A loon’s plaintive call Hum of car tires on a road Hidden deep in the hills across the lake Circular liquid remnant Far from shore Unnoticed, unheard Fish breaking the surface Chilled Time to go into the cabin Grateful, blessed, a gift Daybreak© 2013 Thomas W. Cummins
In a dim light... 