Life's Spiritual Banquet
Our canoe discovers a feast of pleasure
its sleek hull an arrow
piercing the stillness of God's plan
reflections shunted
from stately trees where cozy cottages
circle like a ring of jewels
this lake created from cups of freshwater
a sanctuary from grasping
life, woes and errs of human contact
left behind. We step up to Nature's
table and absorb vegetables
of beauty
birthing a baby-blue sky.
Ripples nudge against
our fiberglas prow, thrill of a loon's lament
slap of beaver tail
upon the pond
the curious stare of a deer.
We hold firmly
to these precious moments—
dip of cherry wood paddle, sureness of
J-strokes moving us forward
to future feasts.
Our canoe discovers a feast of pleasure
its sleek hull an arrow
piercing the stillness of God's plan
reflections shunted
from stately trees where cozy cottages
circle like a ring of jewels
this lake created from cups of freshwater
a sanctuary from grasping
life, woes and errs of human contact
left behind. We step up to Nature's
table and absorb vegetables
of beauty
birthing a baby-blue sky.
Ripples nudge against
our fiberglas prow, thrill of a loon's lament
slap of beaver tail
upon the pond
the curious stare of a deer.
We hold firmly
to these precious moments—
dip of cherry wood paddle, sureness of
J-strokes moving us forward
to future feasts.