September 5, 2016

Adirondack Paradise

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 4:25 pm

DSC03179.JPGAwakened by early daylight

my mind contemplating my

first move of the morning

hour as my eyes take in a

single loon swimming among

the many cloudlets of morning



First capturing him in photo

he calls to me not by his

beautiful sustained swirl

but almost telepathically he

calls me to enter the waters

that at such an early hour

only he appears present.


I hear his call and decide

casting any doubt aside

that on this early misty lake

is where I want to be paddling secluded

paddling free among the mist floating

just above the surface as the sun

rises higher above the nearby



In my kayak on this

beautiful lake no other

vessels in sight

no other campers awake

I paddle in solitude over these

crystal clear waters from one

side to the other, to the cove,

past the beach, hearing more

loons call to each while occasionally

I stop paddle to breathlessly float

letting my eyes and my mind take

every note of the pristine beauty of

which my morning journey is allowing

me to thankfully experience.




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