Georgian Bay, by Kristina J. Loevenmark
Windswept pine and glacier-formed stone.
Your waters gleam in the light of the sun
For spending my time you’re the only one.
I’ve watched you change and seen you grow
Rain-slick rock and trees laden with snow.
Hiked your shores and paddled your bays
Grown amidst your wilderness and learned your ways.
Your secrets I could never know
Call of the loon; squawk of the crow.
Enchanting sunsets; dancing Northern Lights
Calm before the storm and moonlit nights. You release your power when you choose
All attempts to rule you surely must lose.
My awe at your ruggedness will forever be
The mystery that sets my heart free.