It Came

to overcome the other side

of an autumn lake

the aroma of a song

milked from the universe

of diamond-glitter

escalating in unhurried stages

as a symphony

kissed by the wind

as accolades

from calling loons  

responding back and forth

with excitement--

proud of their heritage

where time itself

attracts forever sounds

in the woods

and wildlife pause

knowing nature’s cry

will ricochet in

a wilderness of peace.

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