This Land Called Canada

The sun is low and spurns

an evening threatening rain

when sunny was today’s habit.

A wind undermines night

as clouds roil in anticipation

of a natural ritual .

Trees swaying to music

sweeping the land as wildness

roams – deer are shadows

inviting wilderness with sounds

that come to pass with bells

tinkling from autumn’s Poplar

better known as Trembling Aspen

a more descriptive recognition

to nature’s call where paths

criss-cross these millennia

of growth -- from rocky ridges

to valleys below where great

swells of ocean caress the land.

(c) 2018 Richard L. Provencher