Grace

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aspects of a summer morning

a quick skip of a stone
pale gray
becoming dark charcoal as the water
skims its surface
the dark halo dancing across
the morning tide
its sail fluttering across the gentle waves
catching a hopeful breeze
tacking back towards home
her wings spread wide
shadowed by newborn kin
that matched her swooping strokes
the oar slicing the water
dipping in and casting the
canoe along like rising moon
in the charcoal water
where the quick skip of a stone
makes the only sound