HOLY

The sun slowly climbs
up onto the mountain’s minaret
and announces the call to prayer.
The waves in the quiet Lake
dip their heads watching trees
with the reverence reserved for morning.
The loon sits on the altar
and intones the sermon, the waves
stilling for a moment, then ebbing into the day.

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